Chapter 2

When I was a child, I always liked to play with the children in the village after school before going home. My clothes were often dirty when I got home, so I was scolded by my mother.

My impression of my mother's clothes is that she is clean and tidy. She is too young to comment on whether her clothes look good. However, judging from her current fashionable clothes, her clothes should not be much worse when she lives in the countryside. After all, the conditions at home are still OK.

Every time I get close to my mother, I can always smell the faint fragrance on her body. This familiar mother's faint fragrance can make me feel inexplicably safe, making my favorite thing beside my mother when I go out to play.

One day during the summer vacation of seven years old, after finishing my homework, I accompanied my mother to watch TV at home. As I watched, I somehow started playing with my mother.

My mother and I were like people on TV, jumping and spinning in the living room, and their hands were pushing each other hard.

The living room was filled with laughter of my mother and I playing.

At that moment, my mother was like other little girls as old as me in the village. Her usual sternness disappeared from her, holding me in her hand and laughing.

That day my mother was wearing a large light red home dress. The wide skirt covered her beautiful figure, and her two white legs were jumping on the floor.

My mother's strength is relatively much greater than mine. She held my hand and tried her best to push me away from her original position. And I, who has been wild since I was a child, was not willing to be outdone and tried my best to resist my mother's push and pull.

Although my mother is an adult, when I try my best, it feels that her power is not as great as my father. Although most of the time it is my mother who pushes me so hard that Fan Dong is tilted, she will be pushed and staggered by me from time to time.

In this way, we mother and son were making fun in the living room, and the noise of the fight attracted grandma to scream loudly downstairs, but we all wanted the other party to admit defeat first, so we ignored the grandma's screams and scoldings at all.

We were just laughing like this. Once my mother pulled me closer to her with her hands. Before I could push her away with both hands, the light in front of me suddenly dimmed, and a piece of snow-white and delicate skin appeared in front of me, which almost hit my face. I was startled by the sudden situation and immediately stopped pulling with my mother. After looking at the situation in front of me, I realized that I was already in my mother's wide dress, and my soft and smooth belly was in front of me.

I raised my head and looked up. I saw a gray-white black-edged bra that seemed to wrap my mother's breasts with two upside-down bowls. A bright flower was embroidered on each bra on both sides. Although I didn't see whether my mother had cleavage due to her height, my mother's snow-white skin and breasts wrapped in her bra were shocked. I leaned my head against my mother's snow-white belly and looked at her breasts wrapped in bras. I breathed the fragrance on her body that was slightly thicker than outside in this dress. My heart, which was still fighting just now, suddenly calmed down, as if time had stopped at this moment.

I was covered by my mother with her skirt. Outside the skirt was my mother's slightly proud laugh: Run Ah!It depends on whether you still run away!Haha... are you still running?!...

I turned a deaf ear to my mother's words, but just looked up at the bra on her chest against her soft belly. This was the first time since I grew up that I was so close to my mother's breasts as I am today. Although my mother's breasts were covered by a bra, they still made me feel excited. I thought in my heart that the breasts under the bra should be as white as my mother's belly.

After staying like this for a while, my mother seemed to notice something strange about me. She let go of my hands and put me out of her skirt.

After being released from my mother's skirt, I felt a little disappointed and wanted to continue hiding in my mother's skirt like I did just now.

My mother's slender hands gracefully pulled her hair scattered in front behind her ears. Her snow-white pink neck and beautiful face were covered with fine sweat, and her fair and flawless face turned red.

Mom lowered her head and tidyed up her skirt and said: Okay, don’t play anymore, you can watch TV by yourself. Mom is tired and has some rest first.

After saying that, she turned around and walked towards her room, and then entered the door and closed it casually.

I looked at my mother's room door, and my mind was full of the scene I saw in my mother's skirt... During that holiday, I later asked my mother to play games several times, hoping that my mother could still use her skirt to cover me like that day, but except for playing with me, she would never cover me with her skirt like that day.

After a few games like this, I could no longer help but think in my heart. Once, when my hands and mother's hands were clasped together like that day, I looked at my mother and said eagerly: Mom, can you cover me with your skirt like last time so that I can't see you?

My mother stopped her movements immediately, and she looked at me and said seriously: No, Xiaorui, you have grown up, we can no longer play the game of that day, do you know?

I looked at my mother's slightly serious face. Although I didn't know why my mother said she couldn't play the game of that day with her again, under my mother's gaze, I couldn't help but nodded, but felt inexplicably disappointed.