Chapter 32

During class, Qiuyue would occasionally be dazed and seemed to be a little unfocused. Several times when she faced us, her eyes would occasionally sweep behind me, where my father sat. After sweeping over, Qiuyue's pretty face would be a little red, as if she was a little shy. At that time, Qiuyue must have thought about seeing her father's genitals in the morning. The mighty and thick appearance of her father's penis always flashed through her mind involuntarily, interrupting her thoughts and teaching ideas. Since I could find these, my father would naturally find out. What my father thought was definitely different, and being stared at by his father was a little better in the past, but today I don't know why, Qiuyue would show shyness when he was staring at her father.

After Qiuyue's day of concentration, my father rode a motorcycle to carry Qiuyue home. After that, my father started cooking. I obviously felt that my father was a little different when he talked to Qiuyue. His smile seemed to be more artificial than before, and he was a little flattering. But my father looked like he looked vulgar and lewd, but I didn't dare to say it at that time, nor did I dare to show it. I was afraid of being scolded by my father. Seeing Qiuyue smiled at her father and chatted with her father, it seemed to be more than me. I felt like I was overturned with a jealous jar. After dinner, I did my homework on the table. My father started massage Qiuyue's ankles with medicinal wine in the bedroom as usual.

Hiss... Occasionally, I will take a breath when I hear Qiuyue

Have you tried harder? I'll be gentle... When I heard Qiuyue's sound of gasping in cold air, my father would say very considerately and gently. My father's attitude towards Qiuyue has never been to me before, and he always looks majestic. I really envy Qiuyue

Be patient and be sure to rub red...

Fortunately, there is no sign of crooked ankles. Every day, blood circulation and blood circulation and blood stasis have been activated, and recovery has been significantly accelerated...

My father's mouth was not idle inside the room, and he spoke while massaged Qiuyue. I finally finished my homework. I didn't know what I thought, so I actually walked to the door of the bedroom with my homework book, and then looked inside. My father was sitting on a bamboo chair facing the bed, while Qiuyue sat on the bed. My father held Qiuyue's feet on his thighs and massaged Qiuyue's ankles. Qiuyue occasionally frowned slightly and had a slightly red face. He occasionally looked up at his father., her eyes dodged and wandered. At this time, Qiuyue's jade feet were facing her father's crotch, and the soles of her feet were less than ten centimeters away from her father's crotch. When Qiuyue looked at her jade feet, she couldn't help but look at her father's crotch. Through her father's shorts, she seemed to think of the way she looked in the morning. Qiuyue couldn't help but look redder, and her body trembled slightly as her father kneaded. I don't know if it was because her father kneaded it more painfully or...

What's wrong? Xiaokang... After a long time, Qiuyue noticed me and said with a smile at me

Work... After finishing homework... Seeing Qiuyue's smile, I couldn't help but pick up my homework book and said

After writing, I went to bed quickly... But Qiuyue had not spoken yet, and her father turned her back to me and scolded me, which scared me and Qiuyue.

The voice was a little loud... I noticed Qiuyue's jade feet trembled in his arms, and my father couldn't help but look up and smiled at Qiuyue, and said, "The voice was full of gentleness. At this time, I looked at my father's side face and bit my lips. Then I turned around and left the bedroom, and I was so angry. I was so kind to Qiuyue, why did I treat me like this every time? Although I knew that my father might be strict with me for my future, I couldn't understand and accept it in my heart at that time, as if Qiuyue was his biological child and I picked it up.

Okay, I'll get you water and take a shower... When I left the door and was about to go upstairs, I heard my father say something in the bedroom. My father's simple and ordinary words made me stop and stay at the door.

Well... Qiuyue then agreed slightly

Huh... I stood at the stairs and couldn't help but breathe. Will my father go upstairs this time? Can God give me a chance? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little hot, and a hint of hope rose to the second floor. Then I changed my clothes and lay on the bed, closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. At the same time, I caught the sound of my father moving the wooden bucket to lift water. My father's footsteps were very fast. It was obvious that my father was working very hard. After all, when Qiuyue was taking a shower, my father had the chance to peep.

Okay, you wash, I'll go to the second floor, wash and call me... After a long time, my father said gasping, I don't know if he is really tired or pretending to be tired, and I suddenly felt a little cold when I heard my father's words, and I couldn't help but take a deep breath

Please, Dad... After that, Qiuyue's soft voice sounded, and I felt that Qiuyue's voice was gentler than before. I don't know if it was an illusion

Thumb... Listening to my father's footsteps upstairs, I couldn't help but take a deep breath, then turned to face the stairs, closed my eyes and covered the quilt. This time I covered my head with the quilt. Because I started sleeping by myself when I was a child, I was afraid, so I developed the habit of sleeping with my head covering, which can reduce my inner fear. It was not until after I got married to Qiuyue that Qiuyue corrected my problem. In her words, it was not good to sleep with my head covering, and the air in the quilt was turbid.

Huh... After my father went upstairs, I felt my father's footsteps pausing at the stairs for a while, and then I couldn't help but breathe. Then I felt my father walking around me for a few times, and then there was no sound. I couldn't help but secretly lifting the quilt open a gap. With the cover of the quilt, I didn't have to squint as I used to, but I saw my father's ugly scene. My father lay there and focused on peeking downstairs through the gap. Qiuyue was taking a bath downstairs again. My father tried his best to control his breathing, looking vulgar and excited. I don't know how Qiuyue would feel when she saw her father like this. It would be great if she had a smartphone like now. I could record all this as evidence for Qiuyue to see.

Qiuyue was comfortable washing downstairs, and my father was enjoying peeking. The only pain was that my father was lying on the wooden board for a while, and suddenly lay on the wooden board with his back facing me. My father continued to tilt his head and glance downstairs, and then took off his shorts. At this time, I could see my father's half butt exposed. Although my father was facing back to me, his big penis was too long. Even if I didn't look up, I could see my father's half of the body and the big glans while peeking.He either masturbates or strokes his penis with his hands up and down, left and right, as if he had ointment on his palm and applied it to his penis. Didn’t my father rub Qiuyue’s feet with that hand just now? Then was my father stroking his penis with this hand, was he contaminating Qiuyue’s breath? It seemed as if he was using Qiuyue’s jade feet to massage his penis.

Dad... It was not until Qiu Yue's faint shouting came from the first floor that the torture of me came to an end. My father quickly got up and put on his shorts at the same time. When my father lifted his shorts, I obviously saw toilet paper in his crotch.

Huh... When my father went downstairs, I couldn't help but expose my head, and then exhale my gas. I haven't covered my head and sleep for more than two years. I haven't suffocated me to death. At this time, I can only eat the leftovers left by my father. I tiptoed to the position where my father still had my father's body temperature. Then I looked down on the first floor and sat there wiping my hair. My father began to treat Qiuyue's bath water, and I could only watch all this boringly. I kept lying there until my father finished the water. The wind was so quiet tonight. It was not like the strong wind last night. The curtains between the middle were not stirred by the wind and showed no signs of being taken off. It seemed to be very calm tonight

However, on a quiet night, my father and Qiuyue seemed to be neither calm. They were lying on their own beds, a partition that was only a few centimeters thick between them, and a very thin curtain. Qiuyue and his father looked at themselves several times, as if they were looking at each other from a distance. Qiuyue was not asleep. He looked at the roof with his eyes open, as if he was looking at me. The light in his eyes flashed, as if he was still recalling the incident of seeing his father's penis in the morning, and the father next to him was the same, as if he was still savoring the full and elastic feel of last night.

The wind is quiet, the night is quiet, but only people are not quiet...