Real mom, I saw you for more than ten years, and I have never been tired of it. I can't see enough every day, and I want to be by your side all the time every day. I think without you, I can't live for a moment. Life is like lack of salt. All the purposes and reasons for existence in life are tightly tied to you. Later, I learned that my father and you divorced when I was so young. I thought that I was the only man in our family, so I exercised every day, got up at half past five every day, ran and touched my height, and I wanted to grow taller than my father immediately, vent my anger for you and teach him a lesson; then I thought that I am tall and strong now, and see who dares to bully you. My Lin Tianlong's fist is not a vegetarian!
Mom, I have loved you for seven years, do you know?The whole seven years have been since I was eight years old, from the ignorant and stupid love before, to the love that is engraved in my bones and in my heart, I was very naughty and bad at that time, but you grew up with us siblings alone. Later, my sister went to the imperial capital to grow up with my grandfather, and only we mother and mother were left in the family. Although we were just divorced single-parent families, we were almost the same as orphans and widows. If I were not bad, who would be afraid of me? Wouldn’t it be bullying everyone!
Lin Huiyin remembered that she went from the attending physician to the deputy chief physician, the operating room of the outpatient emergency ward, and worked overtime during the day and night. She was so busy that she did not take good care of her son carefully. People often complained about Lin Tianlong. She felt that Lin Tianlong was really not a good child, and she was impatient and beat him up and scolded him. Now she realized that she had wronged him and blamed him wrongly.
She found that she didn't seem to know her son, and she didn't understand the male world, where violence was used to protect herself and protect herself, and there were unique rules.
As a male, Long'er, who has been vaguely feeling for him since he was eight years old, wanted to be a little hero and protect her quietly. He did that, hiding his mind in his heart, like a silent, unknown hero, devoting his strength and heat to protect her and defend her, only giving without asking for anything in return, brave and fearless, even like this time, he almost gave his life.
Mom, do you love me?Lin Tianlong asked again.
How would she answer?
Mom and mom?Lin Tianlong called Lin Huiyin but did not answer. She looked down and Lin Huiyin breathed evenly with her eyes closed, as if she was asleep.
Only then did he realize that his mother's body was dead.
While feeling deeply disappointed, I also breathed a sigh of relief.
Maybe he shouldn't have uncovered the last layer of space between mother and son and put pressure on his mother.
Good night, Mom... Lin Tianlong asked Lin Huiyin to lie down and carefully covered her with a quilt. The moment he covered the door, he heard the bed frame creaking!A sound of the sound.
Mom is pretending to be asleep!Lin Tianlong's blood suddenly surged into his brain, and his limbs suddenly became cold and he was discouraged!
This is what is called tactful rejection. Lin Tianlong returned to his room like a walking corpse and fell on the chair and felt as if dead.
Long'er finally left. Lin Huiyin opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling in a daze.
My son said he had loved her for seven years!
Perhaps the initial favor is not accurate to say that love is love, but as a woman, what else can she be greedy for after seven years of love?
How many golden seven years does life have?
How much she wanted to say Long'er Ah, Mom asked you to kiss, Mom touched you, Mom took a bath, But Mom was a mother after all, how could we be a serious lover?
Isn’t this a bad ethics?
She buried her head in her pillow like an ostrich escaping from crisis.
Her silent reaction was a weak protest.
Because there were tears on her face, she could not bring out her mother's majesty, and she could not find a reason to reject her son's gold-like sincerity.
Although some of the guardian deeds were ridiculous, they shocked her deeply!
As a woman, although the summer is hot, she has had enough of the cold days.
During the day, the companionship of sons, friends, relatives and colleagues dissipated with the arrival of night, like birds leaving the tree and returning to their respective nests of happiness.
During the years when her husband divorced, on many nights, she closed the door and looked at the empty bed with only the moonlight, eager for the warmth.
It is not necessary for male organs to penetrate into the body. As long as there is a warm male body for her to lean on, her arms are held, her chest is lying down, and she speaks gently and acts coquettishly, it is great.
Whenever this happened, she took off her most perfect disguise and let the frustration take root in her heart.
Maybe, men are like oxygen. Sometimes you feel nothing, but when you lack it, you feel so uncomfortable that you want to die!
And she is just a divorced woman who is capable and strong outside and lonely inside.
From the last time, it was both fantasy and real spring dream, to the son's screams that broke the forbidden and was yelling; from Song Huiqiao's teasing, analysis and warnings, to Li Yinhe's mother-son writing; from the son's massage to stir up her lust, to the son's confession that touched her heart and made her cry, everything was related to sex!
She was overwhelmed with the bright or dark psychological hints coming one after another.
It seemed that she rarely came to her in life. The sex that occasionally showed her face suddenly jumped in front of her, like a child, waving her hands and shouting loudly to declare its existence.
Lin Huiyin's heart was in a mess.
It seems to be trapped in a naked whirlpool of sexuality, or passengers sitting on the life train whizzing by, and the name of each platform on the route is sex!
sex!
sex!
She didn't dare to stop, and the train drove straight and irritably, but she knew in her heart that the end point might be a place called sex.
The son no longer simply regards her as a mother, but is entangled by sexual thoughts and regards her as a good woman!
If you say it, you will guide your son and in the wrong direction.
But with guilt and worry, Lin Huiyin tiptoed to her son's room, silent inside, which made her worry.
She suddenly had the urge to push the door, but hesitated again the moment she touched the door panel.
It seems that there is a taboo area behind the door. If you push open the door, you will break the balance of the relationship.
Like an ancient seal being torn apart by one hand, endless desires and worries escaped.
When you open the door, you must face your son's sad and questioning gaze directly.
Lin Huiyin turned around in pain and delayed, leaving behind a bitter sigh, and continued with the whimper like a spring. Mom is sorry for you, but, but Mom really can't.
Lin Huiyin sighed and walked to the bathroom exhausted.
Turn the wheel valve on, spray the shower head with a thin column of water, and pour it on Lin Huiyin's pair of quiet white doves' breasts.
The gentle waterfall woven into a net to wrap her jade body, Lin Huiyin was as quiet as a statue, enjoying the clean water bringing her soothing and relaxing.
Suddenly she came to her senses, hurriedly stretched her hands to her shoulders, tied her hair upwards, and then tied it up. She moved her breasts upwards, throwing waves of Xuanbai breast waves.
The water flowed warmly, reminding her of the caresses of her lover. Her pink skin was a little hot, and her son's face flashed again. Why did I think of Long'er again?
Lin Huiyin closed her eyes and shook her head, her ponytail slapped... and patted her cheek.
She drove away the thoughts, but Lin Tianlong and her were beyond ordinary mother and son, and everything that was not a lover was better than a lover was vivid in my mind like a slide.
When he was eating the supper he made for the first time, under the bathrobe he was pulled off, his body in his underwear made him greedily watch; the black car that accidentally broke into his legs, the hand that was tightly clamped by his naked thighs, but restless; the head leaned against his legs together was his son's head, and he accidentally blew his heart and soul into his vagina.
And he just persistently wanted to get close to her and get closer to her shame; that crazy night, the bed where the mother and son were lying through was covered with wet sheets; when the son grew up, the first time the mother and son touched their lips, and the first time she kissed him and stretched out their tongue; the embarrassing but unavoidable friction on the bus, the son's genitals that were pressing against her buttocks like a pinni, he roared impulsively, pressed against her pants to reach the peak; when she helped her son take a bath, the little white dragon that shocked and scared, loved and pity became hard, straight, and struggled to ejaculate the essence in her hand, and even the semen she tasted for the first time belonged to her son; he and his son were entangled in a dream, while he called his name and released the youthful desire on the bed...
She closed her eyes and thought about wandering around, her heart sinking, and someone pulled it in the air and began to throbbed. Her legs were full of ups and empty, with an indescribable emptiness...
When Lin Huiyin came to her senses, she suddenly realized that one of her hands was unknowingly staying around her female desire heart, climbing up the smooth flesh mound of mutton fat, and exploring her middle finger into a thick red lips that was tightly closed into a gap. Her index finger gently separated the softer flesh shells, twisting the softer lips and little red beans inside. The flesh on the inner side of the snow-white thighs was tense and soothing, and the ten pink shell-like toes curled up tightly grasped the bathroom floor.
This... Lin Huiyin's whole body was stiff, as if she had a hole, everything was still. I was thinking about Long'er. This thought made her panic and she had nowhere to hide. It seemed that a line of defense suddenly broke through, and the gurgling spring water gushed out.
She blushed and looked at the slippery liquid on her slender fingers.
It was so sticky, like egg whites that had just emerged from the shell, several transparent and dense silks were connected between the slightly separated fingers. This was definitely not water, she had already locked the water; this was water again, the water of desire and desire that emerged from her heart!
Somehow, Lin Huiyin wiped her body dry, lazily put on her nightgown, and walked towards her son's room.
The steps were covered with lead blocks, and even one inch forward seemed to squeeze out the last bit of strength in my bones.
Finally, she stood outside the door of Lin Tianlong's room again.
She heard Lin Tianlong's deep throat in pain under extreme self-control, like a little wolf hiding alone in the corner licking his wounds, making a whimpering moan.
The son is crying!
When he was thirteen, he said he was crying and saying goodbye.
I never cried again since then.
And tonight, after confessing her heart, she cried sadly after being silently rejected.
Mom, I have loved you for seven years, do you know?The whole seven years have been since I was eight years old, from the ignorant and stupid love before, to the love that is engraved in my bones and in my heart, I was very naughty and bad at that time, but you grew up with us siblings alone. Later, my sister went to the imperial capital to grow up with my grandfather, and only we mother and mother were left in the family. Although we were just divorced single-parent families, we were almost the same as orphans and widows. If I were not bad, who would be afraid of me? Wouldn’t it be bullying everyone!
Lin Huiyin remembered that she went from the attending physician to the deputy chief physician, the operating room of the outpatient emergency ward, and worked overtime during the day and night. She was so busy that she did not take good care of her son carefully. People often complained about Lin Tianlong. She felt that Lin Tianlong was really not a good child, and she was impatient and beat him up and scolded him. Now she realized that she had wronged him and blamed him wrongly.
She found that she didn't seem to know her son, and she didn't understand the male world, where violence was used to protect herself and protect herself, and there were unique rules.
As a male, Long'er, who has been vaguely feeling for him since he was eight years old, wanted to be a little hero and protect her quietly. He did that, hiding his mind in his heart, like a silent, unknown hero, devoting his strength and heat to protect her and defend her, only giving without asking for anything in return, brave and fearless, even like this time, he almost gave his life.
Mom, do you love me?Lin Tianlong asked again.
How would she answer?
Mom and mom?Lin Tianlong called Lin Huiyin but did not answer. She looked down and Lin Huiyin breathed evenly with her eyes closed, as if she was asleep.
Only then did he realize that his mother's body was dead.
While feeling deeply disappointed, I also breathed a sigh of relief.
Maybe he shouldn't have uncovered the last layer of space between mother and son and put pressure on his mother.
Good night, Mom... Lin Tianlong asked Lin Huiyin to lie down and carefully covered her with a quilt. The moment he covered the door, he heard the bed frame creaking!A sound of the sound.
Mom is pretending to be asleep!Lin Tianlong's blood suddenly surged into his brain, and his limbs suddenly became cold and he was discouraged!
This is what is called tactful rejection. Lin Tianlong returned to his room like a walking corpse and fell on the chair and felt as if dead.
Long'er finally left. Lin Huiyin opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling in a daze.
My son said he had loved her for seven years!
Perhaps the initial favor is not accurate to say that love is love, but as a woman, what else can she be greedy for after seven years of love?
How many golden seven years does life have?
How much she wanted to say Long'er Ah, Mom asked you to kiss, Mom touched you, Mom took a bath, But Mom was a mother after all, how could we be a serious lover?
Isn’t this a bad ethics?
She buried her head in her pillow like an ostrich escaping from crisis.
Her silent reaction was a weak protest.
Because there were tears on her face, she could not bring out her mother's majesty, and she could not find a reason to reject her son's gold-like sincerity.
Although some of the guardian deeds were ridiculous, they shocked her deeply!
As a woman, although the summer is hot, she has had enough of the cold days.
During the day, the companionship of sons, friends, relatives and colleagues dissipated with the arrival of night, like birds leaving the tree and returning to their respective nests of happiness.
During the years when her husband divorced, on many nights, she closed the door and looked at the empty bed with only the moonlight, eager for the warmth.
It is not necessary for male organs to penetrate into the body. As long as there is a warm male body for her to lean on, her arms are held, her chest is lying down, and she speaks gently and acts coquettishly, it is great.
Whenever this happened, she took off her most perfect disguise and let the frustration take root in her heart.
Maybe, men are like oxygen. Sometimes you feel nothing, but when you lack it, you feel so uncomfortable that you want to die!
And she is just a divorced woman who is capable and strong outside and lonely inside.
From the last time, it was both fantasy and real spring dream, to the son's screams that broke the forbidden and was yelling; from Song Huiqiao's teasing, analysis and warnings, to Li Yinhe's mother-son writing; from the son's massage to stir up her lust, to the son's confession that touched her heart and made her cry, everything was related to sex!
She was overwhelmed with the bright or dark psychological hints coming one after another.
It seemed that she rarely came to her in life. The sex that occasionally showed her face suddenly jumped in front of her, like a child, waving her hands and shouting loudly to declare its existence.
Lin Huiyin's heart was in a mess.
It seems to be trapped in a naked whirlpool of sexuality, or passengers sitting on the life train whizzing by, and the name of each platform on the route is sex!
sex!
sex!
She didn't dare to stop, and the train drove straight and irritably, but she knew in her heart that the end point might be a place called sex.
The son no longer simply regards her as a mother, but is entangled by sexual thoughts and regards her as a good woman!
If you say it, you will guide your son and in the wrong direction.
But with guilt and worry, Lin Huiyin tiptoed to her son's room, silent inside, which made her worry.
She suddenly had the urge to push the door, but hesitated again the moment she touched the door panel.
It seems that there is a taboo area behind the door. If you push open the door, you will break the balance of the relationship.
Like an ancient seal being torn apart by one hand, endless desires and worries escaped.
When you open the door, you must face your son's sad and questioning gaze directly.
Lin Huiyin turned around in pain and delayed, leaving behind a bitter sigh, and continued with the whimper like a spring. Mom is sorry for you, but, but Mom really can't.
Lin Huiyin sighed and walked to the bathroom exhausted.
Turn the wheel valve on, spray the shower head with a thin column of water, and pour it on Lin Huiyin's pair of quiet white doves' breasts.
The gentle waterfall woven into a net to wrap her jade body, Lin Huiyin was as quiet as a statue, enjoying the clean water bringing her soothing and relaxing.
Suddenly she came to her senses, hurriedly stretched her hands to her shoulders, tied her hair upwards, and then tied it up. She moved her breasts upwards, throwing waves of Xuanbai breast waves.
The water flowed warmly, reminding her of the caresses of her lover. Her pink skin was a little hot, and her son's face flashed again. Why did I think of Long'er again?
Lin Huiyin closed her eyes and shook her head, her ponytail slapped... and patted her cheek.
She drove away the thoughts, but Lin Tianlong and her were beyond ordinary mother and son, and everything that was not a lover was better than a lover was vivid in my mind like a slide.
When he was eating the supper he made for the first time, under the bathrobe he was pulled off, his body in his underwear made him greedily watch; the black car that accidentally broke into his legs, the hand that was tightly clamped by his naked thighs, but restless; the head leaned against his legs together was his son's head, and he accidentally blew his heart and soul into his vagina.
And he just persistently wanted to get close to her and get closer to her shame; that crazy night, the bed where the mother and son were lying through was covered with wet sheets; when the son grew up, the first time the mother and son touched their lips, and the first time she kissed him and stretched out their tongue; the embarrassing but unavoidable friction on the bus, the son's genitals that were pressing against her buttocks like a pinni, he roared impulsively, pressed against her pants to reach the peak; when she helped her son take a bath, the little white dragon that shocked and scared, loved and pity became hard, straight, and struggled to ejaculate the essence in her hand, and even the semen she tasted for the first time belonged to her son; he and his son were entangled in a dream, while he called his name and released the youthful desire on the bed...
She closed her eyes and thought about wandering around, her heart sinking, and someone pulled it in the air and began to throbbed. Her legs were full of ups and empty, with an indescribable emptiness...
When Lin Huiyin came to her senses, she suddenly realized that one of her hands was unknowingly staying around her female desire heart, climbing up the smooth flesh mound of mutton fat, and exploring her middle finger into a thick red lips that was tightly closed into a gap. Her index finger gently separated the softer flesh shells, twisting the softer lips and little red beans inside. The flesh on the inner side of the snow-white thighs was tense and soothing, and the ten pink shell-like toes curled up tightly grasped the bathroom floor.
This... Lin Huiyin's whole body was stiff, as if she had a hole, everything was still. I was thinking about Long'er. This thought made her panic and she had nowhere to hide. It seemed that a line of defense suddenly broke through, and the gurgling spring water gushed out.
She blushed and looked at the slippery liquid on her slender fingers.
It was so sticky, like egg whites that had just emerged from the shell, several transparent and dense silks were connected between the slightly separated fingers. This was definitely not water, she had already locked the water; this was water again, the water of desire and desire that emerged from her heart!
Somehow, Lin Huiyin wiped her body dry, lazily put on her nightgown, and walked towards her son's room.
The steps were covered with lead blocks, and even one inch forward seemed to squeeze out the last bit of strength in my bones.
Finally, she stood outside the door of Lin Tianlong's room again.
She heard Lin Tianlong's deep throat in pain under extreme self-control, like a little wolf hiding alone in the corner licking his wounds, making a whimpering moan.
The son is crying!
When he was thirteen, he said he was crying and saying goodbye.
I never cried again since then.
And tonight, after confessing her heart, she cried sadly after being silently rejected.
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