Chapter 27

Turn on the flashlight of the cell phone and he walked out of the bathroom.

An Ming, have you washed it?Chen Shuyun heard the movement and took her cell phone to look at her son.

Washed.Han Anming grinned and walked to his mother to sit down. Because it was too cold, he subconsciously wrapped his coat.

ah.Chen Shuyun exclaimed, An Ming, why are your hands so cold, and you... why are you shaking so hard.

When I accidentally touched my son's hand, I clearly felt that his skin was very cold. Looking closer, under the light of the phone, my son's body was trembling slightly, obviously catching a cold.

Suddenly, he felt his face being held by two warm and soft little hands. Han Anming heard his mother ask: Did you take a shower with cold water? But when my mother finished washing, she looked at it. There was still half of the water in the water heater. How could it be?Oh, stop catching a cold, come on.

Chen Shuyun felt like she draped the blanket covered by her legs on her son. You, you have to wash it for more than half an hour every time, and it was slow.Now, there is no hot water when the power is out.You have it.

Didn’t my mother say she should take a shower frequently and be hygienic?I didn't expect the power to go out today.

Of course, Han Anming didn't dare to tell her the truth that she had used up her hot water because she masturbated with her mother's underwear for too long, so she had to give her a reason to make excuses.

Chen Shuyun pinched her son's big ears in a doting way, so you just take a shower with cold water, right? It's cold and you don't have to worry about catching a cold.

It's okay, my son is young and strong, and he has strong resistance. He can even swim in the river. It's nothing to take a cold shower, but he can also strengthen his resistance... Ah snee...

I was caught off guard and sneeze, and the atmosphere suddenly fell into a subtle embarrassment.

Haha, I'm still stubborn, I'm having a cold.

Chen Shuyun covered her show's mouth with her little hands and smiled happily.

Han Anming rarely sees his mother smiling happily and naturally as she is now, very beautiful and has a happy look.

He was afraid that the beautiful scene would be fleeting, so he quickly turned on the camera of his phone and took a picture of his mother's laughing look.

Oh, why are you trying to take pictures of your mom?Chen Shuyun shyly turned her face away.She could see the ambiguous affection in her son's eyes very clearly.

Han Anming boldly held his mother's right hand, because her mother smiled beautifully, so I wanted to save it.

Chen Shuyun tried to pull her hand back, but her son held it harder. She stroked several hairs in her ears and said, "It's out of power, go to bed early tonight."You cover the quilt and don't catch a cold again.By the way, there is a box of cold medicine in my room. You can take it before going to sleep.

good.

Han Anming nodded, and he became even more presumptuous and turned off his cell phone flashlight. In the dark environment, he not only held his mother's right hand and gently kneaded her left hand, but also grabbed her.

So, the whole person was pressed behind her mother and hugged her in her arms.

You... Mom.

An Ming, don't...

I'm cold.

Bad guy, take advantage of mom.Chen Shuyun only felt that her face was so hot that she wanted to stop her son's misbehavior movements, but when she heard the cold sound, she felt sorry for him.

The scorching breath squirted between Chen Shuyun's neck, making her feel a soft and soft feeling. Her already delicate body was even weaker. If she hadn't leaned against her son's solid chest and was hugged by his strong arms, she would have been slumped on the sofa.

An Ming, mom wants to sleep.Chen Shuyun whispered.

OK, I'll take you to bed.When Han Anming got up, he picked up his mother and walked towards her bedroom.

Chen Shuyun held a cell phone in her hand and illuminated it.

Because the bed was colder, Han Anming pulled off the blanket on his body, wrapped his mother's feet and calves, and then covered her with a quilt.

Just as he turned around and left, he was suddenly stopped by his mother.

An Ming, haven’t taken medicine yet.

When Han Anming turned around, he saw his mother take out a box of cold medicine from the drawer of the bedside table. She was worried that the medicine would expire, so she carefully checked the delivery date.

Fortunately, it has not expired.Chen Shuyun handed the cold medicine to her son.

Han Anming was very obedient. He took the cold medicine and poured a cup of warm water in the living room to take the cold medicine.

Although it was not very late, it was not interesting to have a power outage, and his mother also slept. Han Anming had to go up the second floor and go to his room to sleep.

After playing two games of King of War and asking about the two sisters' recent academic performance, Han Anming closed his eyes and prepared to fall asleep.

But after tossing and turning for a long time, I couldn't sleep.

Maybe it was because I slept for more than two hours in the afternoon.

In the darkness, two black eyes blinked.

Han Anming was in a state of great emotion and recalled many people and events at once. Finally, his two faces were frozen in his mind.

One is the mother who lives with him day and night, and the other is the high school classmate who likes him, Yang Xiyue.

Yang Xiyue's family is in the county town and is a standard city home.

When she was in her second year of high school, Han Anming was assigned to the same class with her.

Yang Xiyue is not only smart and beautiful, but also enthusiastic and kind.

Although Han Anming is a country man dressed simply, and he was not standard in Mandarin, and had a strong Hanzhong dialect accent, she did not dislike him at all.

Even during contact, he found that Han Anming was shy and reserved, and he took the initiative to talk to him.

Han Anming didn't understand at first that he was a poor boy from the countryside, with poor family background and average grades. Why did Yang Xiyue fall in love with him?

After thinking about it, it may be because he is handsome.Alas, Han Anming couldn't help feeling that being handsome is also a kind of trouble.

But facing Yang Xiyue, Han Anming has always felt a natural inferiority complex.After all, the family gap between the two is too big.

After all, it's poverty.Sometimes he wanted to invite Yang Xiyue to drink a cup of milk tea worth more than ten yuan, and he had to prepare for two days of steamed buns.

And Yang Xiyue, every month’s pocket money is 1,000 yuan.The ones wearing famous brands that Han Anming had never heard of before, which gave people a very expensive feeling.

Her mother works in the government and is the director of a certain department.

Her father has several supermarkets and a big hotel, and he heard that he makes millions of profits every year.

In addition, it is said that her family has relatives who work as senior officials in Jiangcheng Police Station.

Originally, her family was going to ask her to go to Jiangcheng to study in high school, but Yang Xiyue prefers the beautiful scenery and quiet life rhythm of her hometown county, so she asked to stay in the county high school to study.

Yang Xiyue has good grades, and the county No. 2 Middle School is also a famous high school in Hanzhong area, and the education quality is very good, so Yang’s father and Yang’s mother followed her daughter’s wishes.

It is precisely because Yang and Han were destined to become classmates at the County No. 2 Middle School and like each other.

After the college entrance examination, Yang Xiyue officially confessed to Han Anming, but was unexpectedly rejected by him.He thought he would refuse because his family was poor, but he didn't expect that Han Anming had someone he liked.

When Yang Xiyue heard this, her clear eyes suddenly burst into tears, and tears burst out from her eyes, wetting her beautiful face.

She cried and laughed, asking Han Anming who the girl she liked was, but Han Anming refused to say it.

He lowered his head, ashamed that he dared not face the sad girl.

He dared not tell her that he had always liked a woman, the most intimate and important woman to him.

If she knew, she might have called him perverted.

The girl cried so hard that the pear blossoms were raining, and I still felt pity.Due to the huge gap between the two families, not to mention accepting her confession, Han Anming couldn't even say anything with a word of like.

Later, Yang Xiyue was admitted to Jiangcheng Medical University, and Han Anming was admitted to Hanzhong University of Technology, both schools were located in Jiangcheng.

In the first semester of college, like all high school classmates, the two remained in touch, are they greeting each other and sharing college life with each other's new classmates and friends?

Gradually, the interaction became less and less, and Yang Xiyue was no longer taking the initiative to send messages to Han Anming.Han Anming never took the initiative.

On Christmas in the first semester, I heard from high school classmates that Yang Xiyue had a boyfriend and was a rich second-generation local in Jiangcheng.

At 7 o'clock in the evening of Christmas, under Yang Xiyue and his team's dormitory, her boyfriend drove a Lamborghini worth more than 2 million yuan, carrying more than 999 gorgeous roses, and lit hundreds of candles to form a heart-shaped confession to her.

The classmates also sent photos of the confession site, including luxury cars, fragrant flowers, and rings inlaid with bricks and stones.

Yang Xiyue stood outside the candle circle, and a handsome boy in front of her was half kneeling.

The boy's clothes and the confidence on his face were like an arrow shot hard on Han Anming's heart.

The confidence he developed since childhood in a wealthy family is something he has never had at all, who has always been inferior.

Why didn’t you see the news of Yang Xiyue’s confession in Yang Xiyue’s space?Maybe he was blocked, Han Anming guessed with a wry smile.

Two months after the first semester of the senior year, there was a sudden bad news at home that her mother Chen Shuyun was paralyzed from both lower limbs due to spinal cord compression and completely lost her ability to work.

My father died early and my mother was the only financial pillar in the family. As soon as she fell, the whole family suffered from despair as if the sky had fallen.

The two sisters were still in high school, and the mother was paralyzed on both legs, and the burden of the family fell on Han Anming's shoulders.

After a brief and painful consideration, he decided to leave school and go home.Except for roommates, most of the classmates did not notice that there was a sudden missing person in the class after a long time.

Just so happens that when you go to a plantation where you often do odd jobs, you need to recruit an organized supervisor who knows computers.Han Anming took the initiative to find Gu Wanqing and applied for this job.

From then on, Han Anming bid farewell to his short college life and returned to the village, working while taking care of his paralyzed mother.

But unexpectedly, after less than a week of study, he was weeding in the flowerbed with a straw hat, a familiar figure appeared behind him.

Yang Xiyue found out the address where Han Anming's home was. During the holiday, she took the bus to Zhongtang Village alone.

At the entrance of the village, I happened to meet Gu Wanqing. When I found out that Han Anming was working in the village plantation, I asked Gu Wanqing to take her to the plantation to meet Han Anming.

After meeting this time, Han Anming realized that Yang Xiyue had not accepted the confession of the rich second-generation boy.

Of course, it’s not because I still like Han Anming, but because I just hate that boy’s hypocrisy.

I went to Han Anming's house to visit his mother. After a meal, Yang Xiyue left.

Because of worry, Han Anming personally took her to the bus station in the town and only then did he feel at ease to go home when he saw her take the shuttle bus to the county.

Has arrived home safely, Han Anming.

More than an hour later, when Han Anming was drying clothes in the yard, Yang Xiyue sent this sentence.

Yang Xiyue has gained two things when she came to Han’s house.

First, Han Anming still likes her and cares about her.

When she heard that she had not accepted the confession of the rich second generation, Yang Xiyue obviously noticed that Han Anming's expression had changed, from gloomy to unhidden surprise.

Second, Yang Xiyue, who has always been quite confident in her beauty, surprisingly discovered that there are many beautiful women in Zhongtang Village.

Gu Wanqing met at the entrance of the village, which shocked her. She was not only beautiful but also elegant.

When he arrived at Han Anming's house, he saw his mother and two twin sisters for the first time, both of whom were gentle and graceful, and the beauty of a small family.No wonder Han Anming is so handsome.

Before leaving, I learned that my two sisters were exempted from three years of tuition fees by a high school in Jiangcheng because of their excellent grades, and happily added their WeChat friends.

After returning to Jiangcheng, they invited the two sisters out of school to have a meal from time to time.

well.Han Anming sighed, sighing why he was not as rich as Lu Qi, otherwise he would have accepted Yang Xiyue's confession boldly.

After all, he understood that he loved his mother deeply, but also liked Yang Xiyue.J said he was confused, but he was not confused.

Because it is said that fish and bear's paw cannot have both, but the unlucky Han Anming seems to be impossible to get it whether he chooses his mother or Yang Xiyue.

A family with huge differences from himself can be said to be completely in two different classes.A person who is related to himself has natural moral barriers.

Bang.

The more Han Anming thought about it, the more annoyed he became. He knocked hard on his forehead with his palm, and the crisp slap sounded throughout the bedroom.He spent his whole life sitting on the bed as if he was nervous, staring out the dark window in a daze.

Can't you get any of them?Han Anming murmured.

Xiyue, mom, Xiyue, mom... Maybe, you can get both, hahaha...

Han Anming smiled, laughing because of his delusions.

At this moment, the WeChat message prompt sounded on the phone.

He picked it up and looked at it, and he was stunned for a moment, a sense of excitement and expectation arise.

Hello, have you fall asleep?

At 10:30 in the evening, Yang Xiyue suddenly said this.

Before he fell asleep, he was already lying in bed.

Oh, then do you miss me?

The bold and straightforward words show that the familiar girl still has not given up, but Han Anming doesn't know how to answer.

Hello, what are you asking, brother.Why don’t you reply for a long time?

Who is the younger brother?Han Anming replied.

Humph, I'll beat you for two days. You should call me sister, of course you are your younger brother.Don't interrupt, say what you think, don't you think I'm not?

Yang Xiyue sent an angry expression.

Think about it.Han Anming replied, but he regretted it as soon as he sent it.She made up her mind to stay away from her, but she said such ambiguous words even though she knew she still liked her.

Hehe, I know you can't sleep at night, so I must be thinking of me.Yang Xiyue replied.

Actually, there are other things to think about.Han Anming's defense was pale and powerless. He just fantasized about having his mother and Yang Xiyue at the same time.

Don't think of others when thinking of me.

Before Han Anming could reply, Yang Xiyue sent another message.

Do you want to see your sister give you benefits?

Um?Han Anming looked at this sentence, although he was surprised, he understood it instantly.But even if Yang Xiyue likes him, she is really humble to be so proactive.

Han Anming felt ashamed, but he sent a sentence: Think.

Ha ha.Yang Xiyue gave a smirk.

When Han Anming saw it, his face turned red and even his ears were hot.

Yang Xi didn't know anything and immediately sent him seven or eight photos.

The first few photos are normal, they are all photos of Yang Xiyue’s daily life.Selfie in class, selfie in library, selfie in playground, selfie in dormitory bed.

Compared to her youthful appearance in high school, Yang Xiyue on the university campus has become much more mature and her makeup is more refined and elegant.

Big eyes, a straight nose bridge, and long hair shawl.

Especially the two rosy lips, after applying lipstick, they look more and more gorgeous and charming.

As Han Anming looked at it, he unconsciously compared Yang Xiyue with his mother. I wonder what it would feel like when Yang Xiyue kissed her red lips. Will it be as sweet and soft as her mother's little mouth?

Hello, why don’t you talk for a long time? Are you staring at my sister’s photo and hiding in the quilt for something shameful?

No?

Humph, can’t you admit it generously if you make a quibble?My sister can understand it, but she won’t dislike you.

Han Anming was speechless for a moment. Can Miss Yang be more reserved?He didn't know what to say.

Strong mouth.After Yang Xiyue sent this sentence, she then sent five or six photos, and all of these photos made Han Anming excited and even his bloodline swell.

A pair of fair and slender long legs overlapped with each other, and the roots and round legs were barely covered by a black short skirt.

The place for taking photos is in the audience stands around the playground, and the time should be in the evening. The afterglow of the sunset hit Yang Xi's moonlight jade legs from the side, adding a layer of golden light, giving people a sacred and tempting feeling.

Han Anming smiled in a daze. This benefit is too good.But as I looked at it, I felt something was wrong. Who took it for Yang Xiyue?

I wanted to ask, but I didn't dare to ask, afraid to know the answer I least want to see.

Let's look at other welfare photos.

There are swimsuit photos in split-type swimsuits in the pool, sportswear in sportswear at sports meetings, and even bikini photos taken on the beach.

Han Anming almost burst into nosebleeds when he saw it. It was so... so tempting. Those tall and proud pairs of white jade-like peaks were bigger than Chen Shuyun's.Damn it, compare Yang Xiyue with her mother again.

Han Anming silently recited a few sins in his heart.

He knew that Yang Xiyue was a cheerful girl, but he never expected that after going to college, he became so unrestrained.And he also sent it to him on his own initiative.

Perhaps because he had long guessed Han Anming's psychology, Yang Xiyue sent a sentence.

Classmate An Ming, these photos are specially taken for you.Also, the ones who take pictures of my sister are all roommates, so don’t be jealous.

When Han Anming saw it, he felt relieved and the suspicion in his heart disappeared.

After watching for a long time, I had nothing to say to me?Yang Xiyue asked.

You are beautiful, very beautiful.Han Anming replied quickly.

Like it?

like.

Han Anming didn't want to say something against his will.

Then, another selfie by Yang Xiyue was collected.

Yang Xiyue in the photo did not show her face and could not be seen above her nose.The white and slender right hand reached to the collar of the pink pajamas and gently pulled it down to reveal the delicate collarbone and the jade shoulders like snow satin.

Now taking photos, An Ming, you are so lucky to be able to appreciate your sister's beauty alone.Haha, did you satisfy your fantasy about me in high school? How about it? Are you very happy?

Yang Xiyue seemed to penetrate Han Anming's heart and said it clearly.

It's very happy, but... Xiyue, I'm not worthy of your doing this. Sorry, I still have someone else in my heart.

After typing, Han Anming suddenly deleted it urgently before sending it.

Xiyue, I don’t know you do this.He replied again.

I know.But, sister is willing.Yang Xiyue added a laughing expression.

Uh... Han Anming was speechless for a moment, and this girl has always been uneasy to play cards.She would comfort him, but she didn't expect to follow his words, which was really funny.

Sleep, good night.

Good night.

After Yang Xiyue's excitement, Han Anming's desire that had not been vented in the bathroom began to burn again.

This time, he looked at Yang Xiyue's sexy photos, stroking his cock hard, fantasizing about pressing her under him and thrusting hard, and then spraying all the semen into her body.

call.Han Anming breathed heavily and threw a ball of toilet paper onto the floor.

At this time, the screen of the phone lit up, and it was still a message from Yang Xiyue.

Finished?

It's straightforward and hits the point.

No, sister, do I want this answer?Han Anming complained.

Is it a man, you?I dare to ask, but you dare not admit it.

After finishing masturbation, just now.Han Anming generously admitted it.

Did you start after saying good night?

Um.

Not bad, it took me more than half an hour, barely satisfying me.

Ah？

Han Anming was opening his mouth because of Yang Xiyue's vulgar words. She sent a photo that made Han Anming's nose bleed instantly.

The middle and index fingers, as white as onion, were scissors-shaped, stained with wet mucus, and a shiny thread was drawn between the two fingers.

Oh, it’s wet, classmate An Ming.

When Han Anming grabbed a handful of toilet paper and blocked his nostrils, he saw Yang Xiyue's words and felt completely complete.

This girl probably really liked him completely from the bottom of her heart, so she made such a shocking move.

OK OK, don’t think too much, I really slept this time.

good.

Han Anming stared at the phone screen blankly and replied in a word.He can't scold the girl who loves him deeply, be shameless.

But this deadly little witch doesn’t think too much about it. Is this possible?