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Chapter 61

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Just as I was hesitating, my father suddenly pushed his crotch forward, and his thighs hit the wooden board next to the window. I even felt the floor where I was lying shaking. Then my father couldn't help but raise his face, just facing me, and then his eyes were closed, his facial features were twisted together, and the muscles on his face were twitching, looking so ugly.

Qiuyue didn't move, just lay quietly in the quilt, constantly gasping for breath

Bo... After a while, my father couldn't help but pull his penis back from the window. The penis was wet and there seemed to be some white and sticky things. At that time, I didn't understand what semen was, but I just felt very curious.

My father did not put down the curtains at the same time, and he looked over there. Qiuyue put her face on the bed and pursed her butt and breathed.

After a while, Qiuyue woke up, then took the toilet paper on the table beside the bed, tore some toilet paper and started wiping something in the quilt. At the same time, she couldn't help but pull the quilt back, as if covering her butt.

My father seemed to be unable to see Qiuyue's butt, so he took the initiative to put down the curtains and lock them up again.

Without the cover of the curtains, Qiuyue also covered her butt with a quilt. I couldn't see Qiuyue's butt. I only saw Qiuyue wiping something in the quilt, and even spread her legs in the quilt, and then threw out a bunch of twisted toilet paper.

After a while, Qiuyue came out of the quilt, and was wearing a complete pajamas and pajamas, but her hair was messy and her face was very flushed.

Qiuyue couldn't help but lift the quilt, and in the middle of the bed, there was a square cloth, which was black, and there was a pool of white liquid traces in the middle of the black cloth, which were linear, as if it was sprayed on.

Qiuyue couldn't help but turn red, and then she quickly wiped the white tiger with toilet paper.

After a while, my father also walked out of the bedroom, and put on big shorts at this time. He just wiped his penis in the small bedroom.

I'll wash...

My father saw Qiuyue walking out of the bedroom with the black cloth, and his father hurried forward and said, but Qiuyue seemed to dare not look at her father, but just obediently handed the black cloth to her father.

My father took the black cloth to the place where I washed my face downstairs, and the sound of washing things came. I quickly tiptoed to the bed. After I lay on the bed, the sound of Qiuyue going upstairs sounded. After Qiuyue went upstairs, she did not return to the bed to accompany me as soon as possible... At this time, I turned my back to the bed and faced it towards the bed. I heard a rustling sound coming from behind, and then I heard a sound that seemed to be washing things. The sound was very small, and I seemed to be careful.

After a while, Qiuyue returned to the bed and hugged me from behind.

At this moment, I couldn't help but squint at Qiuyue's arm, and saw that she had changed into a set of pajamas and pajamas. It seemed that Qiuyue had just changed her clothes, so what did she just wash? I didn't know at the time

If I knew, I would regret it, because Qiuyue was actually washing her hips and inner thighs with water, and completely changed her underwear and bra, as well as a whole set of pajamas. If I was sleeping in the outside of the bed, then I would see Qiuyue's complete naked body, but... the opportunity passed by me again

Time passes day by day, and every night I try to stay awake, but every time I fall asleep, I don’t see Qiuyue leave. I am buried in Qiuyue’s arms, stroking Qiuyue’s breasts with my hands. At the same time, my hand holds Qiuyue tightly, thinking in my heart to prevent her from escaping in the middle of the night

Every morning when I wake up, either Qiuyue has already gotten up. Even if I wake up occasionally, I will watch myself holding Qiuyue and put my head next to her shoulders.

Qiuyue has never left me. At least when I fell asleep and woke up, Qiuyue was by my side. What happened that night seemed like a dream, and it had never happened.

Qiuyue's feet have basically healed. After a week, my father did not send Qiuyue to and from school again.

The newly bought motorcycle at home belongs to Qiuyue and me. Every morning, Qiuyue rode a bend beam motorcycle to take me to school. I sat behind the motorcycle, hugged Qiuyue's thin waist, leaned my face on Qiuyue's back, smelled the fragrant body fragrance of Qiuyue, which made me intoxicated.

My father no longer disturbed Qiuyue and me, which made me feel very quiet and happy, and I was concentrating on enjoying the days I was alone with Qiuyue.

In the past, I liked school the most and didn’t like going to school, but now I like going to school on the contrary. I liked going to school because Qiuyue and I could be alone without the trouble of my father.

I hate school now because I will see my father when I go home and feel uncomfortable.

Qiuyue is getting better and better with me. She is with me in class every day and play with me during class. At noon, I will run to the kitchen. Although I can’t help Qiuyue, I feel very happy to be with her, because being able to accompany her like this is my exclusive choice, and other classmates can’t compare with her at all.

When riding a motorcycle with Qiuyue, when Qiuyue was wearing a loose coat, I hugged Qiuyue's slender waist. When there was no one on the road, my hands would start to become dishonest. My hands would touch Qiuyue's lower abdomen, and then climbed up Qiuyue's two breasts. Although they were separated by a bra and sweater, they felt very good.

And every time at this time, Qiuyue would ride a motorcycle with one hand, and the other would slap my hand, or even hold her chest to fight against the little hand inside me. At that time, I was really not accused Qiuyue, just like I was fighting with Qiuyue.

Every time, Qiuyue will make her nervous and shy, because she is afraid that people passing by will see a little hand on Qiuyue’s chest... Every time she arrives at the place, Qiuyue will look at me angrily, which looks very beautiful, which will make me itch and lose my heart.

After returning home, the relationship between my father and Qiuyue seemed to have changed from before, as if it had returned to the past, that is, when my mother was still alive, the two of them seemed so polite.

Although the look of looking at each other is still a little unfinished, it is much more normal