Chapter 50

I sat on the left side of the bench, my mother sat on my right, with a distance of about one punch between our thighs.

I stuffed my right earphone into my right ear and handed the left earphone to my mother.

Mom looked at the headphones, then looked at me again, frowned slightly, and soon stretched out.

After packing up his facial expression, my mother nodded slightly and took the headphones.

Mom shook her head and shook her hair covering her left ear behind her back, revealing her white tassel earrings, and stuffing her earphones into her ears.

Why do you think about bringing mp3 down?Mom said, adjusting the position of the headphones.

Because I don’t know when the power will stop, if it is stopped for a long time, it will be boring to sit like this.

While looking at the song catalog in mp3, I said, "Mom, what song do you want to listen to?"

I?I didn’t know when I listened to music last time, so I couldn’t tell you if I asked me to talk about it.Mom first looked ahead, thought about it before answering, and then looked at me, just listen to what you usually hear.

Ya-yoku.

I agreed and searched in the list.

It was said that it was searching, but in fact there were only songs by Jay Chou and Leehom Wang.

I originally wanted to choose new songs like Nocturne and Snow, but the lyrics seem to be inappropriate for the current occasions, so I finally chose the eternal Shenqi Lixiang.

Mom, have you heard of this?Halfway through the song, I looked at my mother's expression and took the opportunity to ask.

I have heard that I often hear some shops on the road, and you often hum this song.If you remember correctly, it should be called Qilika, right?

After thinking about it, my mother turned her head and looked at my face and replied, her expression telling me that she was looking forward to my answer.

Yes!I nodded, it was my favorite song.I wonder what mom thinks?

It sounds pretty good.

Mom agreed softly, then faced forward again, her eyes half open, her eyes a little free. We live together every day, and I don’t know what your favorite song is.

After saying that, my mother smiled bitterly.

Why?

I was stunned by my mother's words and reactions, which was completely beyond my expectations, because it was obviously not a joke or a joke.

Mom, what you said is quite normal. I don’t know what my favorite song is.I'm trying to make this topic easy.

That's because I hardly listen to music, and it's not surprising that you don't know.

Mom's expression eased a little, then she tilted her head slightly and said to herself, "It doesn't matter if you don't know what song you like, but how many things do you have to do with your mother don't know?"Is there anything important here?

No, what important thing I would hide from my mother?

When I heard this, my heart trembled. While I was surprised that my mother might be a unique sixth sense as a woman, I had to respond calmly.

At this time, what is being played in mp3 is Big City Little Love.

Who knows.You have grown up, and you can't force it out if you ask.Mom shook her head and said with a smile, "You kids, do you listen to these love songs all day long?"No wonder there are more and more premature love.

There is no way, the pop songs are all like this now, and I want to listen to nothing else.But to be honest, I also think that so many early love in schools are inseparable from listening to love songs all day long.

I smiled helplessly and spread my hands, but seeing that my mother relaxed a lot, I felt much better and I had no worries when I spoke.

Then I ask you, you can be honest.As my mother said, she suddenly turned her face to face me, her expression relaxed and serious, and she stared at my face with a gentle voice. Have you ever had a premature love?

I?There is really nothing.I shrugged and shook my head firmly. Early love and other things are too boring. I think it is no different from playing house.

So do you have someone you like?

My mother's voice became lighter, and her expression seemed to be teasing or naughty. Her delicate and beautiful face leaned closer to my face, as if she was planning to put pressure on me to tell the truth.

This...uh... Mom and my face were so close that I felt my heart beating so fast, and I panic-freely escaped from the confrontation with my mother.

I originally wanted to just say nothing and make excuses, but for some reason, I finally responded hesitantly.

Have you seen the moon in the sky?My mother pointed to the bright moon in the sky and blinked from time to time. I felt that my mother should be sleepy.

I saw it, what's wrong?I looked in my mother's direction and felt that the moon today was no different.

Do you remember what your mother said to you when you were young?

My mother looked at the moon and said gently, then slowly leaned her head against my shoulder and said in front of my face, "Listening will make the moon bite your ears off."

Me, I, I know.

I can't organize language anymore.

This is the first time my mother leans on my shoulder. My heartbeats are already very fast, and I feel like my heart is about to jump out, so I am very nervous.

I, I have, like people.After a long time of gentle eyes and I, my mother and I, said hesitantly.

Yes, who is it?My mother's tone that was still a little joking dissipated instantly at this moment, and her eyes were not as relaxed as before, and she asked in an uneasy tone.

Yes... Yes... I stared at my mother's face, which was only a few centimeters away from me, and when our eyes dodged left and right several times and met and looked at each other, I wanted to say my mother's name.

OK, stop talking, I'm not interested.My mother, as if she realized what I was going to say, raised her head from my shoulders, sat up straight, and stopped me from finishing her words.

good.I exhaled and nodded in agreement.Then we were silent for more than ten seconds, and my mother didn't look at me either.

Mom, are you sleepy? You can’t open your eyes?Why don’t you sleep with me? I will call you later.I sat closer to my mother and said, "Mom did not refuse my approach."

I was a little sleepy and had been busy all day and wanted to go to bed early.

After hearing what I said, my mother replied more than ten seconds later, remember to wake me up if I call you later.

After saying that, my mother looked at my shoulders, then moved her head closer little by little, and finally landed on her shoulders.

OK, mom, you have a good rest.I agreed.

It seems that I have never heard you sing.Mom said softly, slowly closing her eyes.

Then I will sing the song "One" that I play now.

While watching my mother's eyes closed, she hummed softly to the song. You are my only one, saying to the phone alone that I love you, I really love you.

You are still very young. When you first spoke, do you know what you like to say to me the most?

During the songs, my mother closed her eyes and said softly, "You say, you like... like... The next few words are getting lighter and lighter. Before she could finish her words, she fell asleep."

mom?

I shouted very lightly, without a response, probably because I was really asleep.

In order to ensure that my mother can fall asleep more steadily, I reduced the volume of mp3 by half and hummed "Only" in a low voice

In the second half, he gently patted his mother's right shoulder.

I didn't feel at ease until I noticed that the ups and downs on my mother's chest became bigger and slower.

I looked up and looked at the moon again, it was a little brighter than before.

Then I lowered my head and watched the moonlight shine on my mother's sleeping face.

There is no doubt that my mother's sleeping face is more beautiful than the bright moonlight.

I could feel that my mother must have had some grudges, as if she realized that the school thing I mentioned in the morning was just perfunctory.

Thinking of this, I felt very uncomfortable because I could feel my mother was uncomfortable.

I thought about it. Although I couldn't tell my mother when she was awake, I felt a little better when she said something when she was asleep. After all, it was not considered as hiding it from my mother.

I can only deceive myself like this.

So I told my sleeping mother everything about Li Wenyue, and at the same time I paid attention to her mother's face to make sure she didn't wake up when I was telling her.

After saying that, I added: Mom, what I just wanted to say is that I like you.If you ask me again what makes me in bad condition, I will definitely repeat the words just now to you.

Time passed by minute by minute. Even though there was still no call, the old men and mothers in the square gradually returned home because it was too late. Only my mother and I were left in the huge square.

I kept the same posture and never moved, because my mother was still sleeping on my shoulder, looking very sound, and I didn't want to wake her up because I moved.

The surroundings are quiet, and you can only hear the sound of the wind blowing the leaves.

I lowered my head again and looked at my mother. At some point, the collar of my mother's shirt was blown a little, opening a gap.

Through the gap, you can see my mother's plump and white breasts rising and falling under her heavy breathing.

I swallowed and peered around like a thief.

After confirming that there was no one, I could not suppress my lust and desire. My eyes wandered back and forth on my mother's chest and eyes, while lifting my left hand and half-opening my fingers, slowly moving towards my mother's chest.

As my palms get closer, my hands get slower and slower, and finally I move as slowly as the snail moves.

I took a deep breath, but it was difficult to suppress my excitement and nervousness, and my heartbeat was very fast.

I swallowed again, stared at my mother's closed eyes, and held my palm on my mother's breasts through my bra and shirt.

oh!

Really great!

When I held my hands, it perfectly fitted two-thirds of my mother's breasts. This breast shape was just tailor-made for my hands.

I didn't dare to use force, I only dared to stick it on it like this, allowing my mother to swell her chest when she breathed, causing my hands to swell.

But this is enough for me, and this wonderful touch has not attenuated even with the two layers of cloth.

Is this enough?

not enough!

Maybe I didn't dare to rub it, nor did I dare to hold it hard, nor did I dare to put it in and touch it with the flesh, but I dared to lower my head, hold my breath, and put my lips closer to my mother's cheek little by little.

When I was one centimeter away from my mother's white and tender cheeks, I stopped. I really felt that my heart was about to jump out at this moment.

But I don’t have free hands to cover my heart, nor can I suppress the hormones I secrete at a faster pace, so I can only obey my inner order.

I slowly kissed the rosy part of my mother's cheeks.

Before my mother woke up, I kept kissing her and held her hands on her breasts.

This feeling was really indescribable and my excitement and nervous mood slowly calmed down, as if my desire was satisfied.

This is enough, at least that's what my heart told me.

After a long time, my mother suddenly seemed to move slightly, which scared me so much that I quickly raised my head and took down my hand on my chest.

I looked at my mother, and my cheeks that I had kissed just now seemed to become even more rosy.

But after a while, my mother still didn't wake up. It seemed that she might have dreamed of something just now, so she moved.

But I was satisfied and no longer had the courage to repeat what I had just done.

I like my mother very much, but I am not a lewd demon. I don’t like her discovery of such a move and ended up failing, which is not worth the effort.

I let my mother lean on me quietly until I called and my mother didn't wake up.

I don’t plan to wake up my mom, because my mom is really exhausted today.

Fortunately, the wind stopped and the temperature did not drop much, so my mother would not catch a cold even if she fell asleep like this.

Will you sleep until dawn like this?

I was fantasizing in my mind.

When I didn’t know where I thought, my mother suddenly opened her eyes and slowly raised her head, Huh?I fell asleep.What time is it?Called?

Called.It's about ten o'clock.I guessed it and said it for a while.

It's so late, why don't you wake up your mom when you call?My mother rubbed her eyes, her voice a little lazy.

I don't want to disturb my mother's rest.I helped my mother take off her headphones and smiled.

I was really too sleepy, but I didn't expect to sleep for so long.Mom patted her face gently to make herself more awake, tidied up her shirt, and said, "Let's go, go upstairs."