He knew that he seemed to have ruined something. Day and night, he dreamed of those eyes, resenting the shackles of his inner sin, as heavy as a rock, suppressing him from breathing his parents' incomprehension and expulsion, making him unrestrained and unable to control himself, and he began to enter and exit places of music and sex, and numbing himself to enjoy the chaotic relationship between men and women. He used other people's body temperature to make himself forget the sins that entangled him. After he woke up from dawn, he threw away the entangled body beside him and rushed to the toilet to vomit. Even though there was nothing in his belly, he was still vomiting sour water and falling into himself. It seemed to have become his means of atonement, and torture his body day after day, torture his body
One day, drunk, he accidentally poured the wine on a gangster who seemed to be a local tyrant. He immediately found a harsh blow. The muffled sound of fists and feet hitting the flesh made him giggle, making the group of people who beat him even more vicious. He picked up the beer bottle on the table and wanted to smash it on his head.
What are you doing! The roar that almost pierced his eardrum made his consciousness a little clearer. His body, which was as limp as mud, was picked up, and the ice water mixed with ice was poured onto his head. His dizzy mind finally woke up. The strong man like a bear in front of him dragged him into the alley behind the bar, scolding him for not cherishing his body, calling him stupid and idiot
He was numb, and for no reason he felt his eyes rushing up. He sat on the ground and cried with his throat. The heart-wrenching man was startled by his crying. He was rushing and shouted that he should not cry. He also sat with him in a dirty alley. He sat for a whole night and did not dare to leave.
The strong man named Lei Ge, a man who was generous in spite of his friends, later became his friend, found his current job for him, and brought him out of his old life. To this day, he is still very grateful to Lei Ge
In the downtown area, he was calm and kind, but invisibly refused to have a deep relationship with others, leaving himself alone, thinking that he would be alone for the rest of his life in the future and he would be indifferent to hurting other people.
On the way home in the evening, Lin Weixin looked down at the yellow Yuxia on the concrete floor. When he approached the house, he suddenly heard the crisp laughter of children under the magnolia tree at the door. His mother sat in a rocking chair and hugged a little boy in a green shirt. The little boy was holding the yellow magnolia flowers in his fleshy hands, and smiled at his mother with a smile. The cute and loving face of his mother was full of care. He touched the little boy's red face from time to time and pinched the little fleshy hands.
Grandma, Huahua... It smells so fragrant. The little boy seemed to be five years old, and he still asked Lin's mother in a slight voice. The magnolia on his fingertips was squeezed out of the strong juice because of his uncontrollable force, which made the fragrance of flowers in the air even more intense.
The child's cute voice made Lin's mother's love more and more. She hugged the child's soft body tightly. Oh, she responded: Oh, there is our Xiaoyu fragrance there, grandma loves you so much. After saying that, she couldn't help but rub her old face against the child's little face, rubbing Xiaoyu laughed, almost in a line of small eyes. She suddenly saw Lin Weixin who was silent in front of her, and she still pulled the magnolia's fleshy hand around, trying to attract the attention of the tall uncle
Um...grandma...that...Xiaoyu tried hard to escape from Lin's clutches, shouting in his mouth Uncle...Uncle..., trying to attract the attention of the dark man standing in the corner
Ah, Ah Xin... Lin's mother followed Xiaoyu's hand and saw her son's silent figure. She felt helpless in loneliness. She couldn't help feeling distressed. She let go of the hand holding the little boy, trying to get up with the cane pillar next to her
Lin Weixin stepped forward and held his mother's shaking body, Mom, be careful
The thick and warm arms firmly bear Lin's weight, and her tall body exudes a reassuring atmosphere and an unignorable sense of vicissitudes. Lin's mother sighed, thinking that her son must have suffered a lot outside over the years. After all, the flesh that fell from her body was always blood-related and motherly nature. All Lin Weixin's faults are forgivable to her. She has been lonely in the countryside for so many years with her husband. She hopes that her son will come back sooner than anyone else. It's better not to have anything else.
OK I'm fine. Lin's mother shook her recovering legs and signaled that her son was actually well. Look, you can bend and stretched and come back. Your father is in the kitchen and it's almost time to eat.
Well... Lin Weixin nodded, and was about to help his mother back to the house, but he felt his pants legs being pulled. He lowered his head and saw the little boy staring at him curiously with his big round eyes. Due to the huge height gap, the little boy's head was almost straight, and his face turned red
Fan... Fanfan Xiaoyu's sharp ears heard the words that made him salivate the most. His little mouth was still open. He vaguely saw the crystal saliva inside and wanted to gush out. Uncle... Fan... He stretched out his hand to Lin Weixin, and his obsidian-like crystal eyes emitted a cute light, which was really irresistible.
Oh, Xiaoyu is hungry. Lin's mother looked at Xiaoyu's greedy look and cheered. She whispered to Lin Weixin, this is Wang Ling's son on the street next door. Do you still remember it? It's your grandson of Uncle Wang. She just turned five years old and can't tell how cute it is. Is it, our Xiaoyu?
Although the child doesn't understand adult words very well, he also knows that it is a word of praise. He smiles silly and his eyes are not forgotten to put them on the tall uncle. Oh, it's so tall, and Xiaoyu's neck is so tired.
Lin Wei lowered his eyes, and it was hard to catch the care in his mother's words. He was already an elderly parent in the sunset. Now he should enjoy the life of playing with his grandchildren. He should have given them this kind of life, and it seemed that he had forced his hope to be extinguished.
The force of supporting herself on her arm suddenly increased slightly. Lin's mother was wonderingly about to ask Lin Weixin what was going on, but she heard a low apology: Sorry...
The fifteen-day holiday, Lin Weixin has been with his parents, buying vegetables and cooking or accompanying his father to set up his rooftop vegetable garden. Occasionally, he went out to walk around with Su Qirui, Huaimian's past time, and later Su Qirui also finished his vacation and returned to his workplace. The two met to meet again in a warm and peaceful atmosphere of the peace and monk. The simple country life was too quiet, which made him frightened because the man had never called him his mobile phone again. Except for the few daily greetings from Lei Ge and others, there was no other call.
He was still worried at first, worried that it was just his luck, until almost two weeks passed, and the days were extremely peaceful, as if they had never appeared before. Did the terrible and disgusting voice disappear? Did that person hate him? It was impossible. It was so difficult for him to even see his parents. Will that person give up easily? But all kinds of phenomena show that bad luck seemed to be leaving him far away.
Really? It seems that not only
Lin Weixin was wearing cotton pajamas on the upper body, lying on the sun-scented bed. The green curtains were tightly closed to cover any sight outside. The wooden door quietly locked his lower body, naked, with uniform wheat-colored legs, wide open, transparent and slightly salty sweat greedily wandering on the elastic skin, slowly flowing to the hidden place of the man, probably the male root in a lurking state, full of energy and excitement.The flesh-red top revealed the fragrant juice in the unconscious pinching of the man. The white thick and moistened the big hand rubbing up and down, longing for the sweet land behind the love, and was not ignored. The rough and slender fingers, with the white liquid flowing down from the front, entered and out of the tender rosy honey holes, shrank violently, opened and closed, shouting that the fullness of looking for the plum blossoms to quench thirst, could not satisfy the terrible desire at all.
Lin Weixin's hot cheeks rubbed against the pillow underneath, and the miserable tears fell from the corner of his eyes. He thought so much, and wanted to not understand why his body became like this. He began to find that he could not fall asleep at night. A dull burning sensation tortures him and stretched until the most sensitive part of his body was turbulent and the current continued to stimulate him. The anus that had not touched for nearly half a month was actually a little empty. The damp and hot flesh wall secreted a sticky liquid in his unconscious rubbing, which made his pajamas wet. He was frightened and sweated. He sat up unconsciously, pressing to the already ready-to-move place. The numbness of the stirring was transmitted to the soft penis in front through the connected nerve endings, forcing the cavernosum to expand and fill the cavernosum.
He stared blankly at the ambiguous water traces on his pajama pants, and his hands gradually spread and trembling, clinging to the sheet, moving. After a while, he reached into his pajama pants eagerly. The sound of sticky water suddenly came from the air, and the heavy breath overflowed the tip of the man's nose, accompanied by a slight whimper, and the excitement, lust, and need that even the man himself could not detect.
One day, drunk, he accidentally poured the wine on a gangster who seemed to be a local tyrant. He immediately found a harsh blow. The muffled sound of fists and feet hitting the flesh made him giggle, making the group of people who beat him even more vicious. He picked up the beer bottle on the table and wanted to smash it on his head.
What are you doing! The roar that almost pierced his eardrum made his consciousness a little clearer. His body, which was as limp as mud, was picked up, and the ice water mixed with ice was poured onto his head. His dizzy mind finally woke up. The strong man like a bear in front of him dragged him into the alley behind the bar, scolding him for not cherishing his body, calling him stupid and idiot
He was numb, and for no reason he felt his eyes rushing up. He sat on the ground and cried with his throat. The heart-wrenching man was startled by his crying. He was rushing and shouted that he should not cry. He also sat with him in a dirty alley. He sat for a whole night and did not dare to leave.
The strong man named Lei Ge, a man who was generous in spite of his friends, later became his friend, found his current job for him, and brought him out of his old life. To this day, he is still very grateful to Lei Ge
In the downtown area, he was calm and kind, but invisibly refused to have a deep relationship with others, leaving himself alone, thinking that he would be alone for the rest of his life in the future and he would be indifferent to hurting other people.
On the way home in the evening, Lin Weixin looked down at the yellow Yuxia on the concrete floor. When he approached the house, he suddenly heard the crisp laughter of children under the magnolia tree at the door. His mother sat in a rocking chair and hugged a little boy in a green shirt. The little boy was holding the yellow magnolia flowers in his fleshy hands, and smiled at his mother with a smile. The cute and loving face of his mother was full of care. He touched the little boy's red face from time to time and pinched the little fleshy hands.
Grandma, Huahua... It smells so fragrant. The little boy seemed to be five years old, and he still asked Lin's mother in a slight voice. The magnolia on his fingertips was squeezed out of the strong juice because of his uncontrollable force, which made the fragrance of flowers in the air even more intense.
The child's cute voice made Lin's mother's love more and more. She hugged the child's soft body tightly. Oh, she responded: Oh, there is our Xiaoyu fragrance there, grandma loves you so much. After saying that, she couldn't help but rub her old face against the child's little face, rubbing Xiaoyu laughed, almost in a line of small eyes. She suddenly saw Lin Weixin who was silent in front of her, and she still pulled the magnolia's fleshy hand around, trying to attract the attention of the tall uncle
Um...grandma...that...Xiaoyu tried hard to escape from Lin's clutches, shouting in his mouth Uncle...Uncle..., trying to attract the attention of the dark man standing in the corner
Ah, Ah Xin... Lin's mother followed Xiaoyu's hand and saw her son's silent figure. She felt helpless in loneliness. She couldn't help feeling distressed. She let go of the hand holding the little boy, trying to get up with the cane pillar next to her
Lin Weixin stepped forward and held his mother's shaking body, Mom, be careful
The thick and warm arms firmly bear Lin's weight, and her tall body exudes a reassuring atmosphere and an unignorable sense of vicissitudes. Lin's mother sighed, thinking that her son must have suffered a lot outside over the years. After all, the flesh that fell from her body was always blood-related and motherly nature. All Lin Weixin's faults are forgivable to her. She has been lonely in the countryside for so many years with her husband. She hopes that her son will come back sooner than anyone else. It's better not to have anything else.
OK I'm fine. Lin's mother shook her recovering legs and signaled that her son was actually well. Look, you can bend and stretched and come back. Your father is in the kitchen and it's almost time to eat.
Well... Lin Weixin nodded, and was about to help his mother back to the house, but he felt his pants legs being pulled. He lowered his head and saw the little boy staring at him curiously with his big round eyes. Due to the huge height gap, the little boy's head was almost straight, and his face turned red
Fan... Fanfan Xiaoyu's sharp ears heard the words that made him salivate the most. His little mouth was still open. He vaguely saw the crystal saliva inside and wanted to gush out. Uncle... Fan... He stretched out his hand to Lin Weixin, and his obsidian-like crystal eyes emitted a cute light, which was really irresistible.
Oh, Xiaoyu is hungry. Lin's mother looked at Xiaoyu's greedy look and cheered. She whispered to Lin Weixin, this is Wang Ling's son on the street next door. Do you still remember it? It's your grandson of Uncle Wang. She just turned five years old and can't tell how cute it is. Is it, our Xiaoyu?
Although the child doesn't understand adult words very well, he also knows that it is a word of praise. He smiles silly and his eyes are not forgotten to put them on the tall uncle. Oh, it's so tall, and Xiaoyu's neck is so tired.
Lin Wei lowered his eyes, and it was hard to catch the care in his mother's words. He was already an elderly parent in the sunset. Now he should enjoy the life of playing with his grandchildren. He should have given them this kind of life, and it seemed that he had forced his hope to be extinguished.
The force of supporting herself on her arm suddenly increased slightly. Lin's mother was wonderingly about to ask Lin Weixin what was going on, but she heard a low apology: Sorry...
The fifteen-day holiday, Lin Weixin has been with his parents, buying vegetables and cooking or accompanying his father to set up his rooftop vegetable garden. Occasionally, he went out to walk around with Su Qirui, Huaimian's past time, and later Su Qirui also finished his vacation and returned to his workplace. The two met to meet again in a warm and peaceful atmosphere of the peace and monk. The simple country life was too quiet, which made him frightened because the man had never called him his mobile phone again. Except for the few daily greetings from Lei Ge and others, there was no other call.
He was still worried at first, worried that it was just his luck, until almost two weeks passed, and the days were extremely peaceful, as if they had never appeared before. Did the terrible and disgusting voice disappear? Did that person hate him? It was impossible. It was so difficult for him to even see his parents. Will that person give up easily? But all kinds of phenomena show that bad luck seemed to be leaving him far away.
Really? It seems that not only
Lin Weixin was wearing cotton pajamas on the upper body, lying on the sun-scented bed. The green curtains were tightly closed to cover any sight outside. The wooden door quietly locked his lower body, naked, with uniform wheat-colored legs, wide open, transparent and slightly salty sweat greedily wandering on the elastic skin, slowly flowing to the hidden place of the man, probably the male root in a lurking state, full of energy and excitement.The flesh-red top revealed the fragrant juice in the unconscious pinching of the man. The white thick and moistened the big hand rubbing up and down, longing for the sweet land behind the love, and was not ignored. The rough and slender fingers, with the white liquid flowing down from the front, entered and out of the tender rosy honey holes, shrank violently, opened and closed, shouting that the fullness of looking for the plum blossoms to quench thirst, could not satisfy the terrible desire at all.
Lin Weixin's hot cheeks rubbed against the pillow underneath, and the miserable tears fell from the corner of his eyes. He thought so much, and wanted to not understand why his body became like this. He began to find that he could not fall asleep at night. A dull burning sensation tortures him and stretched until the most sensitive part of his body was turbulent and the current continued to stimulate him. The anus that had not touched for nearly half a month was actually a little empty. The damp and hot flesh wall secreted a sticky liquid in his unconscious rubbing, which made his pajamas wet. He was frightened and sweated. He sat up unconsciously, pressing to the already ready-to-move place. The numbness of the stirring was transmitted to the soft penis in front through the connected nerve endings, forcing the cavernosum to expand and fill the cavernosum.
He stared blankly at the ambiguous water traces on his pajama pants, and his hands gradually spread and trembling, clinging to the sheet, moving. After a while, he reached into his pajama pants eagerly. The sound of sticky water suddenly came from the air, and the heavy breath overflowed the tip of the man's nose, accompanied by a slight whimper, and the excitement, lust, and need that even the man himself could not detect.
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