Chapter 11

Under the teasing of the atmosphere and music, I shook my head to the rhythm, and I always felt that my mind was full of alcohol, shaking with my shaking.

People can no longer distinguish between the east, south, west and north, as if they are in an illusory world.

At this moment, Aunt Wanling asked me again: Do you miss a woman at your age?

Of course I thought Ah I said it loudly, and my reason has been ticked out of my mind and was in a state of dancing.

Getting the answer, Aunt Wanling looked at her mother and said: Look, your son is at least fine in his thoughts.

Zhang Yarui had been enduring for a long time, stretched out her finger and pinched her best friend's fat buttocks, and said angrily: What are you saying? She was so angry that she turned away from her face.

Didn’t you ask me to enlighten me? I can’t do it step by step. Mu Wanling gently hit her best friend with her fat buttocks, smiling coquettishly.

Then.

Aunt Wanling stared at me with a smile, as if she knew that my condition would not affect the conversation, and asked: Only, tell Auntie, why do you always make your mother unhappy?

Hearing this, Zhang Yarui's face suddenly tensed.

Aunt Wanling, what did you say?My hand touched my head, and my mind could no longer perfectly control my physical behavior.

Aunt Wanling hooked my hand at me and signaled me to sit over.

Relying on my butt, I swam over and sat next to Aunt Wanling and found that it smelled so much. The air was filled with the fragrance of Aunt Wanling and her mother, with clear layers.

Aunt Wanling changed her seat and sat on my right hand, while her mother was on my left hand.

Tell me, why do you always sing the opposite tune with your mother?

Aunt Wanling held my head with one finger, and her tone was peaceful, which made people feel comfortable.

Half of my face was leaning against Aunt Wanling's big breasts, making my skin numb, but I had my hands pity, and I didn't know where to be separated.

I didn't sing the opposite of her, it was because she didn't give me a good look. I muttered, my tone was very aggrieved.

Hearing my words, my mother couldn't sit still, a resentment ignited in her abdomen, her expression was a little anxious, and her phoenix eyes looked at me coldly, emitting a strong targeting aura.

Aunt Wanling glanced at her mother and signaled her to hold back, otherwise it would be a mess.

My mother was very angry, and this time she didn't need to persuade her. She picked up the bottle and fed her a big sip of wine.

Why is your mother not treating you well? Aunt Wanling said in a gentle tone.

This question suddenly hit my memories and opened my mouth: I was accidentally... I just said four words and I was shouted coldly in my ears.

Enough!The mother looked angry and extremely unhappy. She had already guessed what her son was going to say. Is this something that could be revealed?

After drinking, she didn't keep the door open. She felt so frustrated that she had nowhere to vent her temper. She whispered around her body. Zhang Yarui opened two bottles of wine and handed it to her best friend.

Mu Wanling took it, took a big gulp, and drank it like drinking water. She touched my head with Bai Jie's forehead and blamed her: Look!You annoying, saying something can make your mother unhappy. She is unhappy. Can you be happy?

I didn't know what to say for a moment.

Yarui, you are really, why are you always talking to the only one who has a tense face? You have something to say brightly.Aunt Wanling changed the topic and pulled it to her mother, and played it very easily.

My mother did not answer, and her delicate face said two words of annoyance were written on her. Her right leg was folded on her left leg, and her thighs were bright and white, like a night pearl.

The surrounding environment was very noisy, but my mother was drinking quietly, sipped by sip. In a blink of an eye, a bottle of wine had already been eaten.

Hurry up... Open another bottle for your mother. Aunt Wanling pushed me with a good expression on her face.

now.

Although I was a little confused, I still tried to cheer up and acted to drink for my mother.

My mother didn't give me any good expressions about my actions, and said coldly: Don't let me get it.

I stood there on the spot, neither moving forward nor retreat, and looked at Aunt Wanling blankly, while Aunt Wanling looked at me with your stupid eyes, without any extra tips.

open?Or not to open?

This has become a problem that has bothered me!

After a short time.

I laughed silly: Mom~ My good mother~ Maybe it was alcohol that opened my heart and strengthened my courage. I smiled stupidly and got fucked directly at my mother.

My cheeks touched my mother's shoulders, and my mother's shoulders shook, trying to push me away, but failed, so I let me rely on it like this.

For me at this moment, the thoughts in my mind are a bit complicated. I hate this serious and highly controlled mother, but deep down I really want to have a good relationship with her. This contradictory mind is like two cows, one running east and the other rushing west. I was sandwiched in the middle and pulled by them. In most cases, in order to make myself feel better, I either choose to ignore or avoid it.

tonight.

Under the arrangement of Aunt Wanling, I had to face this topic again and chose another solution. Maybe because of rational discorating, I was not so scrupulous.

When I opened a bottle of beer, I put it in front of my mother and told me intuition that she would definitely drink it.

Aunt Wanling smiled and said: Isn’t this good? The only thing is to say warm words and coax your mother. It’s okay to marry a wife in the future.

I admire Aunt Wanling's foresight.

I leaned on my mother's shoulder and thought for a while, then slowly stood up. The person was a little shaking and shouted loudly: Pause the music first!

I didn't notice Aunt Wanling's nodding move, and the noise music gradually stopped, and everyone's eyes were all focused on me.

This sense of cooperation stimulates my psychological changes and makes me heroic.

Zhang Yarui frowned slightly, not knowing whether her son was drunk or was incompetent. She looked at her best friend with a worried look, while Aunt Wanling was smiling and signaling her to continue looking down.

Enjoying the gaze, enjoying the atmosphere, and clarifying my mind, I slowly said to everyone: This is my mother, who is still sitting on the soft seat with a finger.

In an instant, countless gazes fell on my mother, and her mother looked calm, she was worthy of being a strong woman, and she could ignore her when she was gaze on others.

Aunt Wanling listened with interest and took a sip of beer to see what I was selling.

I hate her very much... I said.

My mother's face changed a little, it was very cold and scary, but it didn't happen.

The others in the field did not speak out, they all watched silently.

I continued: I can understand that she is for my own good, I know that she is under great pressure from work, I know that she loves me... I know that several times, and it has chiseled open the wall of my heart and made my emotions start to boil.

My mother turned her face, and there was light in her phoenix eyes, and the expression on her face became complicated, soft and sad, and as cold as a tulle.

Aunt Wanling was fascinated by the hearing and empathized deeply. She had tears in her eyes. She stretched out her hand and pulled two napkins and lit them.

now.

I felt like I had changed myself, becoming mature and steady, and my eyes didn't dodge and looked at my mother. I exclaimed in my heart: She was really beautiful tonight. Her emotions were further affected, and her lips were raised and she smiled confidently.

My mother raised her face slightly, sitting dignifiedly, and her long eyelashes blinked like wings. Through my mother's eyes, I read a lot of emotions.

My throat twitched, and my emotions reached its peak. I said seriously: Mom, there are a lot of things happening between me and you,... there are a lot of unhappiness and misunderstandings. Because of these things, the relationship between us is very strange. I torture you, you are torture me, both mother and son and enemies...

When I said this, tears suddenly burst out from my mother's eyes, and she looked sad, but she didn't speak.

There are obviously many people around me, but in my senses, there are only me and mom here: Mom, let's look forward and make up.

The atmosphere became solemn, and my mother's red lips closed, she turned her face and wiped her tears with her hands.

My heart sank, my emotions cooled down quickly, and I didn't know how to deal with myself. The eyes of those outsiders also became uncomfortable, feeling that they were watching me laugh at me.

Yarui, say something, Aunt Wanling said.

My mother sobbed slightly to control her broken emotions, and I don’t know if she heard it.

I was standing like this, as embarrassed as countless ants, crawling around me, a little unable to withstand such an atmosphere.

After a while, my mother looked at me again, without opening her golden mouth, but her red lips slowly showed a smile, very shallow, and a small dimples appeared on her cheeks.

If it wasn't mother and son, if it wasn't for looking at each other all the time, if it wasn't for psychological response, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to understand what my mother meant.

In an instant, my body no longer stiffened.

At this moment, Aunt Wanling joked and said: Yarui, hug your son, it’s a hug to eliminate grudges.

Hug one!

Hug one by one!

First, the voice of a benevolent person, the atmosphere was driven, and then a group of people clamored to cheer there, and this warmth could even drive emotions even more than music.

My mother sat down without moving, her eyes became flustered. It was obvious that the development of things now exceeded her imagination. Seeing Aunt Wanling having fun, she glanced at her complainingly, and the charm she exuded was unforgettable.

The sounds of cheering around were becoming more and more consistent, and it seemed that it would be impossible to do so.

I was affected, my courage was inspired, I opened my arms and bent over to hug my mother.

When I hugged my mother, her body became stiff and her whole body was hard. At such a close distance, I smelled enough on my mother's body. Two balls of soft objects were pressed against my chest, making my heart beat faster, and the feeling of embracing was very warm.

good!Aunt Wanling took the lead in applauding, and the applause was thunderous.

Feeling her son's hug, Zhang Yarui smiled. She felt that she was very relaxed now, without so much psychological burden, and she couldn't breathe. It turned out that... the harmonious mother-son relationship is like this.

Alas!When the music starts, it’s a little more impatient, hurry up!Only, pull your mom up, let's jump up~

Aunt Wanling walked out of the booth like a man, and like the atmosphere leader, holding her hands high and starting to twist. Her wildness and charm were like a fairy.

I have an illusion...