After doing all this, I returned to the bedroom and took out my cell phone.
I haven't logged in to WeChat for more than ten days, and as soon as I opened it, more than ten chat messages popped up. Among them, Wang Xinran and Zhang Tao had the most news. Only then did I remember that I had a little girlfriend and quickly clicked into the message box.
I kept fiddling with the screen to slide upwards. Seeing the little girl sending so many messages, I felt guilty and kept sliding to the top before I started watching one by one.
Have you arrived home?This was the first message she sent after leaving Wang Xinran's house that afternoon.
Why don't you reply to me?(Anger) The second message, counting the time, I should be in...mother's bed.
Have you gone to bed?
If you go to bed, then good night (heart-to-heart)
There are only three news items of that day, and I will continue to look down:
Good morning (Sun)
Haven't gotten up yet?
(Pig Head)
12:35:
say!(anger)
If I don't reply to my message, I will ignore you in the future (Arrogant)
Day 3 at 10:22:
What's wrong with you?Can you say something?
Do you don't like me or what's wrong?
You are so cold and violent, I won’t bother you if you don’t like me.
Seeing this, I feel very guilty. I can also imagine what the girl was feeling when she sent these messages. It should be similar to what I felt in those days.
Next came some short but more sensational news, which made me feel heartbroken. Although I didn’t like Wang Xinran on an ideal level, this little girl is indeed excellent and treats me very well, and she also gave me all her blood.
After reading it, I hurriedly edited a message:
Ranran, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry (I'm saying important things three times). Some time ago, my phone was confiscated by my mother, so I couldn't reply to your message. I really don't hate you or something. I've been thinking about you all the time. Ranran, can you forgive me?
This passage is half true and false. I clicked to send it, but a red exclamation point popped up. It turns out that this little girl deleted me.
I resend the friend request and copied and pasted the sentence into the message and clicked to send it. After waiting for more than ten minutes, Wang Xinran accepted my friend request.
I quickly edited:
Ranran, I'm sorry.
Hum (Arrogant)
It was really because my mother confiscated my phone and failed to reply to your message. Don’t be angry, okay?
I will forgive you this time!(Arrogant)
I smiled happily, thinking that the little girl is still easy to coax. After more than ten seconds, Wang Xinran continued to send a message:
Your mother is so strict with you and will still take your phone away during the holiday.
It was Ah. I had been begging me for many days before she returned my phone to me, and the condition she promised to give me the next exam was to enter the top fifty grade.
……
In the days that followed, my mother's attitude towards me was still lukewarm, as if the harm I caused to her had been healed by half as time passed, but how long would it take to truly let go?
One year?
ten years?
Or is it indelible at all?
I have no choice but to do it. The only thing I can do is study hard and repay my mother with good grades.
After two weeks of blinking, my mother and I tacitly did not mention what happened that night. We got along more and more naturally and more happily. Of course, the joy here is mixed with pain for me. As long as we don’t like my mother’s eyes, it will bring a slap. As the saying goes: pain and happiness.
As time goes by, my desire for my mother has rekindled. Whenever I am late at night, I can't help but think of my mother's seductive and tight pussy, and imagine the scene of my mother being fucked by me, just like a drug. Once it gets stuck, I can't quit.
However, after every time I finish, I will fall into great self-blame and emptiness, and wander and struggle.
Just like in the evening, after I finished a set of papers, I went to the living room to pick up the quilt. My mother changed into fashionable clothes and walked towards the door of the living room. I just glanced at me accidentally and was locked by my mother.
The khaki open-face windbreaker is covered with a dark white hip-covered turtleneck slim-fitting knitted jacket. The hem of the hips is fat and round, but still looks slender, with a gray warm tights. The overall look is dignified and charming, especially the big breasts, which looks more round and full under the slim sweater. As my mother's steps shake up and down, the legs wearing tight pantyhose perfectly present the natural excessive curve of my mother's plump thighs and straight calves.
My mother's hair is a standard young woman's temple, with a prosperous face, light makeup, dignified and mature, confident and generous.
My mother bent down and changed into a pair of white high-heeled boots, put on a mask and was about to go out, but I hurried to the door and asked:
Mom, it's so late, where are you going?
Mom's eyes slanted and said unhappily:
Do I still need to report to you wherever I go?
I scratched my head and said with an innocent look on my face:
I'm worried about you, it's so unsafe outside now.
Mom said angrily: You don’t have to worry about it, stay at home. If I can’t see you when I come back, just wait for the beating!
After saying that, my mother stepped away and slammed the door.
The less my mother told me, the more curious I became. And she was dressed so beautifully. Could it be that she went to meet someone?Meet a man or a woman?
Since that night, I have always been worried about gains and losses, fearing that my mother will leave me behind. Now I think that my mother might be going to see a man, and the uneasiness in my heart has arisen again. In addition, my father has already found a mistress outside...
No, no, you must not let your mother see a man!
The more I thought about it, the more outrageous I became, the more scared I gritted my teeth and opened the door and went straight downstairs despite my mother's warning.
Fortunately, my mother didn't walk too far. As soon as I went downstairs, I saw her walking towards the entrance of the community. I put on the hat I brought with me in my clothes and followed me quietly more than ten meters away from my mother.
The sparse traffic flow on the street and some people coming and going means that the flu prevention and control has been reduced, which is better to cover my tracking.
Last time I followed my dad and found out that he cheated. This time I started stalking my mom. Am I born to do such stealing things?
No, it should be said that it is suitable for spies. I followed it and thought about it.
Not long after leaving, my mother walked into a high-end restaurant and left my sight.
really!What else can my mother do if she doesn’t meet people when she comes to the restaurant?
I haven't logged in to WeChat for more than ten days, and as soon as I opened it, more than ten chat messages popped up. Among them, Wang Xinran and Zhang Tao had the most news. Only then did I remember that I had a little girlfriend and quickly clicked into the message box.
I kept fiddling with the screen to slide upwards. Seeing the little girl sending so many messages, I felt guilty and kept sliding to the top before I started watching one by one.
Have you arrived home?This was the first message she sent after leaving Wang Xinran's house that afternoon.
Why don't you reply to me?(Anger) The second message, counting the time, I should be in...mother's bed.
Have you gone to bed?
If you go to bed, then good night (heart-to-heart)
There are only three news items of that day, and I will continue to look down:
Good morning (Sun)
Haven't gotten up yet?
(Pig Head)
12:35:
say!(anger)
If I don't reply to my message, I will ignore you in the future (Arrogant)
Day 3 at 10:22:
What's wrong with you?Can you say something?
Do you don't like me or what's wrong?
You are so cold and violent, I won’t bother you if you don’t like me.
Seeing this, I feel very guilty. I can also imagine what the girl was feeling when she sent these messages. It should be similar to what I felt in those days.
Next came some short but more sensational news, which made me feel heartbroken. Although I didn’t like Wang Xinran on an ideal level, this little girl is indeed excellent and treats me very well, and she also gave me all her blood.
After reading it, I hurriedly edited a message:
Ranran, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry (I'm saying important things three times). Some time ago, my phone was confiscated by my mother, so I couldn't reply to your message. I really don't hate you or something. I've been thinking about you all the time. Ranran, can you forgive me?
This passage is half true and false. I clicked to send it, but a red exclamation point popped up. It turns out that this little girl deleted me.
I resend the friend request and copied and pasted the sentence into the message and clicked to send it. After waiting for more than ten minutes, Wang Xinran accepted my friend request.
I quickly edited:
Ranran, I'm sorry.
Hum (Arrogant)
It was really because my mother confiscated my phone and failed to reply to your message. Don’t be angry, okay?
I will forgive you this time!(Arrogant)
I smiled happily, thinking that the little girl is still easy to coax. After more than ten seconds, Wang Xinran continued to send a message:
Your mother is so strict with you and will still take your phone away during the holiday.
It was Ah. I had been begging me for many days before she returned my phone to me, and the condition she promised to give me the next exam was to enter the top fifty grade.
……
In the days that followed, my mother's attitude towards me was still lukewarm, as if the harm I caused to her had been healed by half as time passed, but how long would it take to truly let go?
One year?
ten years?
Or is it indelible at all?
I have no choice but to do it. The only thing I can do is study hard and repay my mother with good grades.
After two weeks of blinking, my mother and I tacitly did not mention what happened that night. We got along more and more naturally and more happily. Of course, the joy here is mixed with pain for me. As long as we don’t like my mother’s eyes, it will bring a slap. As the saying goes: pain and happiness.
As time goes by, my desire for my mother has rekindled. Whenever I am late at night, I can't help but think of my mother's seductive and tight pussy, and imagine the scene of my mother being fucked by me, just like a drug. Once it gets stuck, I can't quit.
However, after every time I finish, I will fall into great self-blame and emptiness, and wander and struggle.
Just like in the evening, after I finished a set of papers, I went to the living room to pick up the quilt. My mother changed into fashionable clothes and walked towards the door of the living room. I just glanced at me accidentally and was locked by my mother.
The khaki open-face windbreaker is covered with a dark white hip-covered turtleneck slim-fitting knitted jacket. The hem of the hips is fat and round, but still looks slender, with a gray warm tights. The overall look is dignified and charming, especially the big breasts, which looks more round and full under the slim sweater. As my mother's steps shake up and down, the legs wearing tight pantyhose perfectly present the natural excessive curve of my mother's plump thighs and straight calves.
My mother's hair is a standard young woman's temple, with a prosperous face, light makeup, dignified and mature, confident and generous.
My mother bent down and changed into a pair of white high-heeled boots, put on a mask and was about to go out, but I hurried to the door and asked:
Mom, it's so late, where are you going?
Mom's eyes slanted and said unhappily:
Do I still need to report to you wherever I go?
I scratched my head and said with an innocent look on my face:
I'm worried about you, it's so unsafe outside now.
Mom said angrily: You don’t have to worry about it, stay at home. If I can’t see you when I come back, just wait for the beating!
After saying that, my mother stepped away and slammed the door.
The less my mother told me, the more curious I became. And she was dressed so beautifully. Could it be that she went to meet someone?Meet a man or a woman?
Since that night, I have always been worried about gains and losses, fearing that my mother will leave me behind. Now I think that my mother might be going to see a man, and the uneasiness in my heart has arisen again. In addition, my father has already found a mistress outside...
No, no, you must not let your mother see a man!
The more I thought about it, the more outrageous I became, the more scared I gritted my teeth and opened the door and went straight downstairs despite my mother's warning.
Fortunately, my mother didn't walk too far. As soon as I went downstairs, I saw her walking towards the entrance of the community. I put on the hat I brought with me in my clothes and followed me quietly more than ten meters away from my mother.
The sparse traffic flow on the street and some people coming and going means that the flu prevention and control has been reduced, which is better to cover my tracking.
Last time I followed my dad and found out that he cheated. This time I started stalking my mom. Am I born to do such stealing things?
No, it should be said that it is suitable for spies. I followed it and thought about it.
Not long after leaving, my mother walked into a high-end restaurant and left my sight.
really!What else can my mother do if she doesn’t meet people when she comes to the restaurant?
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