Chapter 8

The next day, my grandma woke me up early and asked me to go to bed.

Lying on the bed, tossing and turning, I could no longer sleep.

I picked up "Shelf's Detective Collection" and read four or five articles. I saw that the alarm clock was already half past six, so I got up, washed my face and brushed my teeth.

My mother hasn't gotten up yet.

I went to my grandma's house for breakfast, boarded my bike and went out.

After knocking on several doors, the stupid guys were still sleeping soundly.I walked around bored for a few times, but found that there was nowhere to go.Before I knew it, I arrived at the pond at the entrance of the village. Naturally, I took off my clothes and jumped in.

The water was a little cold, and I couldn't help but chill.

After swimming back and forth a few times, I couldn't stand the cold, so I squatted in the bridge hole for a while.

Just as natural, I yelled a few times.

They shuttle, echo and amplify in the bridge holes, sounding like the voice of another person.

So I couldn't help but yell a few more times.

I roared so hard that my throat was hoarse, and I jumped into the water again.

The sun was already shining brightly at this time.I lay on the bridge and hang it, and it was so sun-drenched that no one came.I couldn't help but wonder if I was the only one left in this world.

Put on my clothes, I went to the billiards hall.The usually crowded billiard hall was actually closed. After knocking for a long time, the boss came to open the door and said that the checks were closed in the past two days.

After sitting at the door for a while, I was so thirsty that I touched it, and my pocket was empty.

I just pedaled into the car and wandered aimlessly, and finally reached the school gate.

The door is locked, although the senior high school has already started now.

I stopped the car and stood at the school gate for a while without seeing any acquaintances.

Suddenly I thought that Wang Weichao's house was nearby, so I decided to visit him.

I have been to his house once, but I didn't have a deep impression of it, but I really touched it.

Wang Weichao's mother came to open the door and said he was not at home.

I left a name, then went downstairs and got on the bad car again.

It was a frustrating day.

I ran around and found myself a redundant person.

It was 2 pm when I returned home in a defeat.

I rode directly to my grandma's house, but found that the door was locked.

But I was hungry and thirsty, so I had to bite the bullet and go into my own yard.

After parked the car, my mother came out and asked me where I was going.

She was still a floral dress, pink slippers, a ponytail high, and her clear eyes reflected the plastic blue tiles on the wall.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but my mother has become much more watery, and the flush on her cheeks seems to have not subsided since last night.

I didn't say anything, turned around and went into the bathroom.

Yan Lin asked you, your ears are deaf?My mother was a little angry.

I walked out slowly and saw my mother holding her chest with her hands on her face.Go and have fun.His voice was so hoarse that he was even startled.

My mother was stunned and her eyebrows slightly clumped: What's wrong with you?

I pointed to my throat and went straight into the kitchen.

Getting angry?Have a cold?My mother followed her, haven't eaten yet?

I washed my face and gurgled with water pipes, like drinking cows.My mother smacked her lips dissatisfiedly: How many times have I said that, I have drunk raw water again.

I ignored her, lifted the pot and looked at it, and fucked the spoon and scooped a mouthful of rice.

My mother reached out to pat me: Let's go there.

She still had the familiar fragrance, but I took several steps in a row.

How to eat it?Egg fried rice?Salty rice or something?My mother is busy and doesn’t raise her head. Do you want to see your throat?

casual.I said something and walked into the sun.The moment I looked up, I saw a few pieces of clothing hanging in the corridor on the second floor, and an old cool mat that had been dried long ago was placed on the railing.

Can you eat whatever you want?

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I spent the afternoon lying in bed reading books.

The Victorian era described by Conan Doyle is really fascinating.

More importantly, the cicadas outside the window and the dazzling white world, everything has nothing to do with me for the time being.

It was not until after 6 o'clock that I went out for supper under my mother's urging.

During the meal, my mother asked me if my throat was better.I answered while eating, and I couldn't understand anything I said.My mother asked me again what I was busy with in the afternoon.I told her lazily: Just read idle books.

My mother said: I don’t care what idle books I read, I will finish my homework first.

I buried my head in drinking porridge without saying a word.My mother seemed to have opened her mouth, but she didn't say anything after all.

After the meal, my mother cleaned up the dishes.Grandma shouted upstairs: Linlin is enjoying the cool air!

I got up and was about to go up, but my mother suddenly said: I don’t know what’s wrong with you. I’m still your mother, who cares about you all day long.

I was stunned for a moment, sniffed, and walked out of the house quickly.

The rooftop is cool and breeze is particularly pleasant.Who is playing "Du Shiniang" in the distance? Call me, don't regret it, grandma sways the palm-leaf fan and hums.

After chatting with grandma for a few moments, I felt my eyelids getting heavier and he turned over and fell asleep.

In a trance, my mother seemed to have come up, talking to her grandma about her father.

Suddenly, my mother let out a muffled groan.

I quickly turned my head and saw that my mother was naked and sticking out her butt, and there was a person standing behind her, which was Lu Yongping.

The two were connected together, shaking rhythmically, creating a lewd sound.

I'm very far away from them, and it seems very close.

A thick and long penis went in and out between my mother's ochre-red vagina, poking it to the end when it came in, and when it came out, it turned out bright red and tender flesh, and star foam was already rising at the intersection in a few seconds.

The mother's dignified and beautiful face was covered with red clouds. A small white hand covered the sandalwood mouth, and a slight whispering of a slight whispering from her fingers. I don't know if it was pain or pleasure.

Grandma turned a blind eye to all this and still nagged herself.

I walked up to my mother and called her a few times, but she turned a deaf ear to her.

Lu Yongping looked at me with a ferocious look on his face. He moved faster and faster, and his mother's screams became louder and louder.

I stepped back step by step, and suddenly stepped on the air, and felt my body lightening and I fell down.

When I opened my eyes, the starry sky was still bright, but my crotch was wet.

I took a breath, sat up, and my grandma was sleeping soundly.

I was sweating and sticky. I thought I should take a shower, but I leaned down again.

I seemed to hear the door ringing in a daze, extremely light, like the wind chimes on the balcony of some people in the movie.

I have a wind chime, which was given by my cousin in the Year of the Monkey, but I have never hung it.

Thinking of this, I suddenly sternly sat up and pricked my ears.

There are only the whispers of the Chinese toon tree and the vague barking of dogs.

I got up worriedly, walked to the balcony and looked into the alley. There was no trace of a person.

After hesitating for a while, I carefully went downstairs and stood at the stairs and listened for a while - only my heartbeat.

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When I woke up in the morning, my mother had already prepared the meal.

Oil cakes, egg dumpling soup, cold cucumbers and a small dish of pickled leeks.

I pricked my ears while eating, but there was no movement from my mother.

After packing up the dishes, he called his mother twice, but there was no response.

I covered the door and went out for a walk twice.

When I came back, my mother was already washing clothes. I glanced over and saw my underwear and couldn't help but speed up and enter the room.

It was on this day that Wang Weichao brought me a few tapes.

Most of them are campus folk songs.

I remember Luo Dayou's "Gay Lover", Lao Lang's "Love in the Wind and Dust", a platter "Red Star One", and Zhang Chu's "Lonely People Are Shameful".

I have heard of Lao Lang before, Luo Dayou has heard of it, and it is unheard of for Zhang Chu and the lords of Hongxing No. 1.

Wang Weichao rushed in with excitement, sweating all over his head, and the front of the blue T-shirt was mostly wet.

The first thing he did was pour out a plastic bag of tapes, spread them out on the bed one by one, and pointed them to me excitedly and funnyly.

I looked at the old and dazzling things, and I couldn't figure it out for a moment.

Next is Wang Weichao’s music class.

He turned on the answering machine, and rotated, flipped, quickly forward and fell, chatting endlessly, splashing saliva.

This is my earliest musical enlightenment.

Until now, whenever I get a new album, hear a good song, or encounter the familiar melody in my memory, I will remember the young and bright eyes in the dark hut.

I have never encountered that hunger and clearness, that kind of aphrodisiac and purity that is skinny due to rapid development.

At noon, Wang Weichao had a meal at my house.

I rarely said a few more words to my mother, but she ignored her.

Wang Weichao kept praising the delicious food her mother cooked, and was almost flattering, but she couldn't stop smiling.

Wang Weichao mentioned Bing Jie before leaving.

He asked me if I didn't ask Bing Jie.

So I asked Bing Jie.

He told me that Bing Jie went to her parents' place in Shenyang and that it would take a few more days to come back.

I said oh.

He said oh, your mother's pussy Ah.

When I saw Wang Weichao off, I found that there was an old mat on the railing on the second floor.

As for whether I forgot to collect it or just hang it on, it is unknown.

I can't remember whether the railings were empty in the early morning.

That night, I pulled a wire upstairs from the kitchen and plugged in the answering machine.

Before he could play a few songs, grandma protested and said: What are these ghosts and howlings? Is there any show? Listen to the play.

I pretended not to hear it, but I jumped up with a itchy scratch.

It was late at night, and only the breath of stars was left.

Grandma was already asleep, but I was struggling with my eyelids.

I drank a lot of water for dinner so that I could wake up from urine in the middle of the night.

I am like a night-drift patient, wandering around the rooftops, stairs, yards and parents' rooms, listening with my ears on my ears.

This has been the case for several days in a row, and Lu Yongping seems to have never been there again.

Several times I wanted to tell my mother that it would be better to let me sleep in her air-conditioned room, but her look and movement made my courage disappear.

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However, that day still came.

I remember it was the end of August, with bright moons and sparse stars, refreshing and pleasant.

The whole earth was bright, as if coated with a layer of mercury.

Grandma went down after 10 o'clock, saying that the moonlight was too bright and dazzling.

Without her obstruction, I could listen to Zhang Chu comfortably for a while.

This thin man, who was sang in a voice that seemed to be wrapped in a quilt, said: May God bless the people who have finished their meals, and may God bless the food to pass through the people smoothly.

I don't understand what this means.

I like the song "Ants" more: Think about my neighbor's daughter and listen to the radio, my ideal is still buried in the soil.

It’s no longer the song “Go to Sail the Cool with Everyone” that suits the scene. I don’t understand it very much, but at least I’m enjoying the Cool by now.

The silver on the top of the head was like a kind of potion, which penetrated into the body, making people feel peaceful.

As I listened like this, my eyelids became heavier and heavier.

I don’t know how long it took, the sound of wind chimes sounded in my ears again.

There seemed to be footsteps, as light as the cat.

I turned over, and in a trance, I was shocked and woke up immediately.

Stir up your ears.

The door was indeed ringing, and the footsteps were getting farther and farther away, but it sounded quite familiar.

I got up and tiptoed to the balcony.

There was a person in the alley, whose shadow was crushed by the moonlight, and he could see clearly the sweatshirt, trousers, and the key chain.

Who is not Lu Yongping?

His heels hit the ground tirelessly and had already reached the intersection of the street.

I gritted my teeth, let out a long sigh, turned around and approached the railing, and quickly retracted.

My mother is still in the yard!

She walked a few steps towards the door of the main hall, then turned around and raised her face, not knowing whether she was enjoying the moon or caring about us under the beauty of the moon.

That night, my mother was wearing a blue and white nightgown, with bright black hair draped over her shoulders, and she looked a little scattered.

A few strands of wet hair stuck to the red glowing face, and the clear eyes absorbed the silver moonlight, and then reflected a full lake of water.

I still can't understand such eyes, like the thick silver wind, timeless, rich but absurd.

My mother looked up for a long time and sighed.

My body hiding behind the railings couldn't help but tighten.

Next she walked to the door, hesitated for a moment, and then went straight into the bathroom.

The lights were on, the door was closed, and the sound of water was quickly heard.

I sat down against the railing, glanced at the bright moon in the sky, feeling upset.

Just as I was about to get up and sleep, the bathroom opened the door, and I shrank back with my body sideways.

Turn off the lights, close the door, and the slight sound of footsteps.

I turned my head and glanced, and my whole body became stiff.

I saw my mother naked, her shoulders shrank slightly, her lotus arms covered her chest, and her steps were light. She instantly entered the house, but she left a touch of plump flesh to this silver night.

I didn't react until the sound of the door closing downstairs came downstairs, patting my butt and lying on the mat, without any sleepiness.

Close your eyes, and all kinds of scenes came: Lu Yongping's funny and hideous smile, his mother's cold eyes, the maroon wooden table, the intersecting places of water and light, and the toned body under the moonlight.

The breasts jumping while running, the fat white and wide buttocks that were swaying left and right, the smooth back curve, and the plump and strong slender thighs...

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I went downstairs at dawn.

I went to the bathroom and went to the bathroom to wash my face.

Just as I was about to go out, I glanced at the nightgown in the laundry basket as I glanced at it.

After hesitating, I gently lifted it up.

The back of the skirt was wet, and there was a strong smell of fishy smell.

My heart was pounding, and my dick became hard, so I hurriedly threw it down and came out in panic.

After lying on the bed, it took a long time to calm down, so I dug out the "Shelmes Detective Collection".

I remember that I had read most of the time, and that day I happened to read "The Last Case".

When I saw Watson listening to the deafening sound of a waterfall on the cliff to commemorate my close friend, I felt my heart shaking and almost burst into tears.

How could Sherlock Holmes die?

Of course not. The following is "New Detective", each article is much longer.

Although I had known this, I was so excited that I cheered when I saw my dear Mr. Sherlock Holmes appear again.

Just as I was fascinated by the sight, the door was pushed open, and my mother leaned her head: What are you doing when the light is on? I can't answer you.

I looked up at her and raised the book in my hand.My mother said: Do you still eat Yan Lin?

Only then did I find that the sun was shining brightly outside the window.When she got up and went out, her mother was washing clothes in the yard, rubbing the nightgown in her hand.

I went straight into the kitchen.The old ones are oil cakes, egg dumpling soup, and cucumbers.I picked up a cucumber with chopsticks.

My mother smiled outside and said: I have Alzheimer's disease at a young age, and I'm catching up with your grandma.

For some reason, I suddenly felt angry and threw my chopsticks.After a while, my mother asked: What's wrong?

I said through the curtain: Every day, there are oil cake soup, cucumber, oil cake soup, cucumber, and I won’t bother to eat it.

My mother stood up and walked towards the kitchen: Yan Lin, I'll tell you, you can make whatever you want to eat by yourself.

You are my mother!I was yelling.

What's wrong with your mother?Your mother has to offer you like God?

My mother walked to the door and stopped.

The mother and the mother stood through the curtain.

My mother's pretty face turned red, her red lips were closed tightly, and a few strands of hair were gently hanging on her cheeks.

I hurriedly glanced away and stared at her hand that was still wearing foam: I won’t eat it anymore!

As he said that, he opened the curtain and turned around.My mother stood aside, not moving.When he arrived at the roof of grandma's courtyard, his mother shouted: Yan Lin, don't come back if you have the ability!

Grandma's house has already had breakfast.

My grandma is washing the pot by then.

I walked around the kitchen, took a piece of oil cake and nibbled it.

Grandma asked: Why didn’t you eat?

I said I wasn't full.

Grandma said: What did your mother eat?There is also some egg dumpling soup to warm you up.

I nodded quickly.

After dinner, I entered the living room. Grandpa was stroking his wolf hair, and "Journey to the West" was broadcasting on TV.

After the paper mill closed, my grandfather had been a wolf hair for two years, and kept some and stored it upstairs.

When I was in elementary school, the zodiac teachers always entrusted me to take it from home.

After I didn’t practice calligraphy in junior high school, I haven’t seen such a thing in a long time.

I asked my grandfather why he started to make trouble with this thing again.

After the last time, my grandfather became a little confused. He said that practicing hands will be good for the body to recover.

I followed the other side and chatted a little bit.

After a while, my grandmother also came in and said that the corn seedlings in the field were not good, and the grass was taller than people.

It was noon soon.

The news is full of flooding Yangtze River water.

Grandpa smacked his lips and started to talk about how he bravely rescued the commune pigs during the flood in 1968.

Grandma shook her head and said that her wife was talking nonsense. How could there be such a big pig in those days?

My ears were raised, listening to the movements next door, hoping that my mother would come and call me for dinner.

But of course not. I was a little nervous and a little decisive.

At noon, my grandma rolled out some noodles and ate garlic and spicy noodles.Grandma Mi in the Japanese asked me: Don’t you say hello to your mother?I shook my head like a rattle.

After the meal, I stroked the wolf hair again, and I really couldn't stay there.Grandma's family can drive people crazy.The ubiquitous smell of aging cannot tell whether it should be awe or disgust.

I went to the pond to swim for a while, but I didn't have fun.

I was in the water and drowned in the fun, but I was a little absent-minded.

Amidst the silence of swearing, I returned home with my back bare back.

The door was locked, and my mother should be taking a nap.

I went in from my grandma's house and went upstairs.

Turning to the corridor on the second floor, I saw the washed clothes hanging in front of me, and the old cool mat was placed on the railing.

The potted flowers on the side have already become dry firewood.

The yard was quiet. I sat in the living room for a while, but I couldn't hear my mother's movement.

After coming out, I went straight into my room and immersed in the world of Sherlock Holmes.

I went to the bathroom at around 5 o'clock, and my mother seemed to be busy in the kitchen.

The sky was dark at some point, and the dusk was so heavy. No wonder it was so boring just now.

I went into the kitchen to wash my hands, and my mother was kneading the dough and preparing to make buns.

Despite the wide open windows and the ceiling fan is turning, the heat in the kitchen is still rushing, just like entering a sauna.

My mother's dress was wet and half-transmissible, and big beads of sweat rolled on the chopping board.

towel.My mother didn't raise her head and suddenly said.I quickly went to the bathroom and twisted a towel.

Um?

My mother raised her pretty red face.

I stepped forward and applied the towel to my mother's face and carefully applied it.

After that, I put on the shoulders and wiped my neck.

My mother snorted a few times, turned her face away, and didn't look at me: It would be good to have a meal, do you think it would be easier to change it?Don't make your mom so hot.

A strong air flow rose around her. It was hard to say what it smelled, but it made me blush and my heart beat.

I didn't know what to say, and I stood there in a silly manner while holding the towel.

My mother squeezed me: Go away, don't get stuck here.

Millet porridge, buns, and cold lettuce for supper.

The buns were made of leek, egg stuffing and bean paste stuffing. My mother picked up a few of them and asked me to send them to the next yard.

The door next door was covered, and it was dark, and the kitchen was on.

Grandpa and grandma might be enjoying the cool air on the street.

In the countryside, I have the habit of holding a bowl outside to eat, but my mother hardly goes out, let alone after my father's accident.

During the meal, my mother asked me what books I was reading these days.

I say Holmes.

She asked if it was good.

I said it's OK.

She snorted and said quietly: Why are you coming back if you are so capable?

I stuffed half of the bun in my mouth and almost choked.

It was even more stuffy that night.

We lay on the rooftop, but we seemed to be sleeping in a steamer.

The air sticks to the body, making it difficult for breathing.

Grandpa rarely stayed until 9 o'clock before going downstairs.

Grandma was shaking the palm-leaf fan aside, cursing God why it wasn't raining yet, and then reminding me to be careful not to get rid of the rain in the middle of the night.

Maybe the buns were so hot that my mother stayed in the room after dinner and didn't go upstairs.

Although the heat wave is clingy, I turned around several times and gradually closed my eyelids.

After all, I haven't had a good night's sleep for a few days.

It was the sound of wind chimes again.

It's like a silver needle in the thick night.

Almost like a conditioned reflex, I sat up and sat up.

The door was indeed ringing, and it should have been knocking on the door frame.

Maybe it's the wind, or a wild cat, wild dog, woodpecker?

I don't know what I'm praying for.

However, a sound came from the parents' room.

The sound of the door opening.

Slight brisk sound of footsteps.

The almost inaudible voice was like arguing about something.

The door seemed to be open.

All the clothes were asked.

Dispute.

The door was bolted.

Two footsteps.

His steps paused and his voice was speaking.

The two footsteps continued.

The living room door is bolted.

The vague sound of the door closing.

I stood up, sat down, lay down, and got up again.

My grandma was sleeping soundly on the side, but I couldn't sit and stand still, tossing and turning, and my heart was filled with thoughts.

I knew Lu Yongping would come again, but I didn’t expect it to be today. After all, I just came yesterday.

I thought of that secret corridor, the smart Ikkyu, and a way of thinking called divergent thinking, but on this dull summer night, they all were ineffective.

About ten minutes later, I walked downstairs.

I couldn't hear anything at the stairs, so I moved carefully outside the window.Men and women gasp.A slight snap sound.

Isn't it all wet, I'm still pretending.

If you talk nonsense, get out immediately.

OK OK OK OK.Lu Yongping seemed to stop thrusting.Rubbing sound.

What are you doing?Ah... Mother called out softly, why are you? Get up and drive!Is it nauseating or not!

The extremely slight sucking sound was there and there was nothing.

My mother nodded twice and growled: Lu Yongping!

The sucking sound disappeared, but my mother kept moaning and her breathing became heavier.

I like your taste, Fenglan.Lu Yongping seemed to raise his head.

Pervert, I've never seen you so disgusting.

I will let you see each other again.The sucking sound became louder and louder, like a toothless old man eating noodles.I forgot about it last time I had fun today?

You...oh... Mother groaned, and there was no sound, as if she was covering her mouth.

The sucking sound is sometimes non-existent, sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes urgent and sometimes slow.My mother occasionally let out a few low moans, but the whimpering sounds between her fingers became more and more obvious.

Finally, with a few rapid whimpers, a sharp and long moan overflowed from my mother's throat.At the same time, there was a thud, as if kicking on the bed.

Lu Yongping also gasped, laughed and asked if he was happy.The mother did not respond, and after a while, she said coldly: You should finish your business and get out quickly, don’t be disgusting.

OK OK OK OK.Bang, Lu Yongping seemed to have slapped his mother's butt, and then inserted it in with a puff.

Mother murmured.There was a sound of thrusting in and out in the room.

Suddenly, my mother said: I told you not to come, don’t come, you insist on coming.

What are you afraid of, it's okay.

You're fine.Lin Lin has been wrong these days. You are so careless, don’t come again.

Just thinking about it, Lin Lin is a typical adolescence, it is normal to be rebellious, and it is normal to be cold and hot.

If Lin Lin had something, his mother's voice was low, Lu Yongping, I can't spare you.

Auntie, just let it go.Your brother, I am also young, so to put it bluntly, it’s the same as when you lesbians come.

What do you mean?The mother laughed out loud and stopped abruptly.

Fenglan, you are so beautiful when you smile.Lu Yongping began to increase his strength, and the puff puff sound became louder and louder.

OK...you, how can you see so dark?

The lights were on.

Why are you? You're almost shutting down.

The light went out again.

To be honest, Fenglan, your eyes are so beautiful, and your dark glow is also shining, how can you not see it?

OK, Lu Yongping, I'm not a little girl.My mother paused, I have a contractual relationship with you.

Alas, I know, I'll do it less.Lu Yongping sighed and inserted it a few times.

Oh...be gentle.

Are you happy with Fenglan?Lu Yongping simply began to thrust hard, and made a fucking trick for a while.

Oh...well... Mother started to groan, you...slowly...well...

What are you afraid of?Lu Yongping hummed, as if he had bitten his teeth. The rhythm under his crotch reminded me of a text - a storm.

My mother seemed to be trying hard to endure, but the muffled groan in her throat became even louder.Soon, after a few sharp and rapid moans, only breathing was left in the room.

How many times have you been?Lu Yongping asked with a smile.

Mother just gasped.

How many times have you?

Well... don't bite you.

Don't bite?Then I'll fuck it hard.Lu Yongping moved again.

Tap Ah.

If I am gentle, you will make me quick, and if I am faster, you will make me lighter. It’s really not easy for men.Lu Yongping is getting faster and faster.

Ah...Don't...disgusting you... Mother let out a few whimpers, and then turned into a vague humming again, as if something was biting in her mouth.

I twisted my stiff neck and leaned against the wall.

The thick and vast night sky is like a big pot.

Why isn't it raining yet?

It will rain quickly, right?

Grandma said that the crops had been drought for a long time.

Grandma said that this is not a solution.

Come on, change your position.I don’t know how long it took, but as his mother’s humming became louder and louder, Lu Yongping stopped.

The mother seemed to snort with dissatisfaction, and Lu Yongping smiled.How slutty Ah.

With two crisp sounds, Lu Yongping started to thrust in and out again.

Fenglan Ah, my brother has been so happy.

My mother didn't answer the conversation, and she couldn't even hear the sound of gasping.

I didn’t mean that I had to do whatever I wanted because of borrowing money, but it was fucking...

Just take advantage of others' danger.His mother interrupted him coldly.

Both of them didn't speak for a long time, only a slight thrust.

I like you so much!Lu Yongping suddenly said.The voice was trembling, and the whole person seemed to be pressing on her mother, causing her to exclaim.

Mysterious, please keep your voice down and start quickly.

I like you so much. My first time going to your house... I was stunned and didn't know what Lu Yongping was talking about.

You hurry up and stop talking nonsense.The mother interrupted him impatiently.

Lu Yongping stopped talking, but after a while he couldn't help it: I'm taking advantage of others' danger, but I didn't catch this opportunity, wouldn't it be a fool?

Don't think of everyone as dirty as you.

Am I dirty?OK, I'm dirty.Lu Yongping seemed very angry, and started to thrust vigorously.

The mother exclaimed softly and said: "You are crazy."

To be honest, no one harassed you at school?After a while, Lu Yongping said this, I don’t believe it.

Mother snorted coldly.

Only by relying on the ball is the one who believes.Lu Yongping muttered, but his crotch became more and more fierce.

You are...Ah... so nervous... Oh... My mother seemed to be amused and crying, but under Lu Yongping's attack, there were only moans left.

You are right, my brother is nervous.Lu Yongping took a deep breath.This wave of flesh was filled with flesh, and my mother's voice trembled.

Back at the roof, grandma turned over and asked me in a daze why I didn’t sleep.

I quickly lay down, afraid of urging my grandma to go to sleep.

There was no trace of wind, and the night fell down.

There was a foggy disc hanging in the air at some point, like a dim light in the school toilet.

My head was empty and exhausted, and I just wanted to take a good shower and have a comfortable sleep.

I just tossed and turned around, but I don’t know how long it took, but I can’t hear the sound of Lu Yongping going out.

Could it be that I fell asleep?

I looked closer to the railing, hesitated, but still carefully stepped onto the stairs.

Before the stairs, you could hear the lewd sound of body collision, crisp and loud.There was also the creaking sound of the shaking bed, as if accompanying the long and soft low-mouthed sound.I was stunned and almost kicked the porcelain bowl under my feet.

I leaned against the cement guardrail and didn't know how long it took to be pested.

The sound in the house did not weaken at all, but became more and more rapid.

Perhaps for a century, the house finally became quiet, and a vague voice sounded after a while.

Just as I was hesitating whether to go up or down, the terrible sound rang again.

My eyes became sore and my eyes blurred.

Wiping my eyes, I walked towards the window step by step.

I think if they find out, it would be better.

A stream of air rose in my body, familiar and unfamiliar.

Lost?

It's boring?

Neither are accurate.

Get up, stop in bed.

What are you afraid of? No one listens to the room.

Oh... hurry up.

The ground is too hard and hurts my legs.Lu Yongping smiled.

Deserve it.

As he said this, the creaking sound did not stop, but instead became louder and louder.

Feng Lan, Lu Yongping's voice is sticky, you touch it.

Why, are you disgusted?!

Not all your water?

Lu Yongping, don’t be more greedy.

hey-hey.Lu Yongping fucked hard a few times, and the sound of a slap was crisp.

Oh... I'm nervous again...you.Mother groaned repeatedly.

Fenglan, you are so nice.Lu Yongping laughed.

Stay away from me and you.

I just smell it, you are so fragrant.

It's so disgusting, hurry up, it's getting late.

OK.

Another storm.I am really worried about whether my parents' bed can withstand such tossing, and I wonder if my grandmother will wake up after shaking like this.

Lu Yongping suddenly stopped and gasped: You just said Lin Lin, it was actually very simple, Lin Lin is just loving his mother.

Don't talk nonsense.My mother was a little angry.

Really, it is normal for boys to love their mothers.

Yeah?

Of course, your brother can read at least.

Oh, then you are not the same as not saying it?What else are you talking about?

Teacher Zhang is still a good-mouthed person.

Mother snorted.

I don’t know if it’s because of the strong mouth above or the powerful mouth below.Lu Yongping smiled and started moving again.

You really can't change your dog's shit.

That's it, since I ate you... Lu Yongping seemed to have approached his mother's ears, and nothing I ate was tasteless.

Get out!

hey-hey.

Lu Yongping, can you please stop talking to me?

You are not a little girl, it’s normal for you to have a pussy and dick.Lu Yongping thrust hard.

You...Ah...oh... what my mother wanted to say, but she was left with moans.

Fenglan, I just like your pussy. I fuck your pussy, fuck your pussy.

Ah…oh…oh…

It was the hottest night I remember.

Sweat of depression and loss surged out of the pores, leaching a figure on the wall.

The gloomy sky was full of moisture, but it was hard to hold back and refused to drop even a drop of water.

I don’t know how long the storm lasted, maybe it was long, or maybe it was short. In short, everything returned to calm with my mother’s suppressed and hoarse moans.

But the night did not end there.

When I was about to get up and leave, Lu Yongping said he wanted to take a shower. Of course, his mother didn't want to, so she asked him to leave quickly.

But Lu Yongping laughed and laughed, and his mother seemed to have no choice but to do anything to him.

As soon as I hid under the stairs, Lu Yongping came out carelessly, naked, with his wet belly glowing faintly.

I quietly went upstairs after the sound of water in the bathroom.

Passing the window, my mother seemed to be still breathing lightly.

Lying on the mat, the violent magma churned in my body again.

I clenched my fists and stood up.

I even yawned in the face of the dim moon and coughed twice again.

I swayed and stumbled all the way, and I forgot that I would still walk like this.

The lights were still on in the bathroom, but there was no sound of water.

I stood in the yard, called out a few times, and pretended to push the door of the bathroom.

My mother almost rushed out, with her hair disheveled, and was wearing a big white shirt with no buttons. She wrapped her arms around her body, and her plump white legs were exposed.

The moment she lifted the curtain of the living room, as the corners of her clothes fluttered, I vaguely saw Fenglong's lower abdomen and the dense black forest.

She ran away, holding a red underwear in her hands, her vocal cords tense: Mom was about to go to wash, but she fell off her clothes.

In just a moment, she passed by, entered the bathroom, and quickly closed the door.

However, this was enough to see my wet hair, red cheeks, sweaty neck, exaggerated and bumpy buttocks, and panicked and confused eyes.

There is also that smell, rich but panic.

I feel a sense of pleasure.

Looking at the bathroom window, my voice was trembling: If you don’t have an air conditioner, are you sick?

He turned around and entered the toilet, but tears couldn't stop flowing out.