Chapter 7

Teacher Wen was on the side, and I was a little nervous.

I quickly found Lin Yi and had a chat history!

I remember that my mother deleted all the chat records when I was watching the last time. After I clicked it, there were not many chat records, and I quickly pulled it to the top.

The first one was posted by my mother: Have you taken a video on KTV before? Delete it quickly.

Lin Yi replied: Teacher Zhang, I took these videos myself and collected them. I never thought about what to do. Don’t worry.If I want to use it, I'll use it long ago.

Lin Yi seemed very excited: No matter what it was for, Teacher Zhang suddenly added my friend again, and I was really happy.

My mother just replied simply: It’s not okay to collect it, so you can delete it for me quickly.

Don't Ah, Teacher Zhang, I really won't show it to anyone.

I sneered, and I couldn't believe anything Lin Yi said.

Mom continued to ask: Do you want to delete it?

OK, OK, I will delete it, but Teacher Zhang, can you please not delete me? Don’t delete friends as soon as I delete the video.

good.

Then Lin Yi posted a screenshot and showed a deleted one.

Then Lin Yi said again: Teacher Zhang, aren’t you asleep yet?

When I saw the time, it was 11:53 pm ten days ago. It was the day when my mother decided to come out to find a house, which means that after she and her father had a fight.

I continued to look down and found that my mother did not reply to him.

Then, Lin Yi sent a message almost every day, and sent it to his mother during the day: It’s great that spring is coming, and I’m seeing you wearing a skirt again. Teacher Zhang, the fabric of the skirt is so good, it feels so comfortable to touch.

There are also some messages to my mother at night that I can’t sleep and I miss you every night.Have you fallen asleep?

Just chat with me for a while.

Another one is: Teacher Zhang, why don’t you wear stockings?

That sentence is so comfortable to touch. It's like a needle stabbing me, and it's stuck in my heart.

I can no longer deceive myself. I don’t want to face anything when I return to normal life, and I don’t want to admit it. Lin Yi’s attack on his mother has never stopped.

My mother stopped the appointment and did not delete his WeChat, but ignored him.

Until four days ago, the last night before my mother and I moved here, Lin Yi posted: Teacher Zhang, do you just trust me to delete the video?

Mom finally stopped silent, and she clearly felt anger in the text: What the hell do you want to do?

Lin Yi replied in a series of ways: I am just a little flattered.I didn’t expect that Teacher Zhang trusted me so much.Of course I will not let it go, the video will be deleted completely.

Do you think this is fun?What exactly are you going to do?

I'm not doing anything Ah?

Don’t pretend to be stupid. You usually say that you are so frivolous to me?

There really is no, I can't help it.Lin Yi replied again: Teacher Zhang, didn’t you say anything? If you shout to stop, I will stop.

After talking about this, my mother was silent again. Maybe she didn't want to have too many verbal entanglements with such a scoundrel, or maybe she didn't know what to say anymore.

I think, what kind of mood does my mother feel when she is molested? She is angry?humiliation?

At this time, the sound of the door opening sounded from the toilet, and my mother walked out of it.

I pretended to be calm and put my phone back to my original position.

My mother washed her hair today, but it was not dry yet. Her wet hair was draped over her shoulders, and her thin pajamas could not wrap her mother's graceful figure. As her mother's pace, a pair of beautiful breasts on her chest swayed.

My breathing stopped, and my mother seemed to be in a vacuum.

Over the past period of time, I have paid more and more attention to my mother's body and are more and more attracted to her. It is the kind of attraction that women are attracted to men.

My lower body began to swell, and I turned my head away and stopped looking at my mother.

Mom looked at the clock on the wall and said: It’s so late, son, please wash up and rest quickly.

I nodded and said, "Okay, I didn't dare to see my mother again." I hurriedly walked past her, came to the washbasin, and picked up the toothbrush and cup.

Listening to Teacher Wen outside, I asked my mother: How about this shampoo I used?

fine.Mom said.

Have you used the matching conditioner?

Used Ah.

Teacher Wen continued to talk to her mother about hair care that I don’t understand. At least on the surface, my mother is still the same as usual.

And when I looked at the dark circles on my face in the mirror, I suddenly wanted to get a message from someone. This intention had never been so strong.

After washing up, I returned to the room, turned off the light, lay on the bed, turned on my phone and came to the interface to chat with the real one, typed and deleted it.

He has always sent me messages before, and I have never taken the initiative to find him. It is very easy to take this step, but... does it mean that I am really like what I said, otherwise why would I send him a message?

What do I want to get?

I don't know if everyone is as conflicted as me. The phone has automatically locked the screen because I haven't operated it for a long time. I flipped it on the bed several times and thought about countless reasons to excuse myself. I just confirmed it, not wanting to see the video.

Just thinking about this, I unlocked my phone and sent a message to me. Are you there?I waited for nearly half an hour, but I didn't wait to really reply.

It was already half past twelve, and it seemed that I would not reply anymore, so I could only sleep.

I always pay attention to my phone after the next few days, always thinking that I would really reply at some point, but I never waited.

There are only three days left before the city's unified mock exam, and it happened to be a weekend. For our students in the top high school class, it is actually very painful to say that the weekend is a holiday. The teacher assigned so many homework, and it seems that he didn't think about whether we could finish it.

Complaints are useless, I still have to do it honestly.

Although I waited for the real news until after twelve o'clock in the evening, the biological clock was at work that morning, and I got up at 7 o'clock. When I thought of the countless homework, I stood up and sat at the desk to start the test paper.

It feels like I am competing with myself, and I don’t know who it is for to show it, and what it is for.

It was around 7:30, and Teacher Wen and her mother got up one after another.

At around 8 o'clock, Teacher Wen opened my door and saw me writing hard in front of the desk. He said in surprise: This is how the second place in the grade came out.If my daughter had half of your efforts, she wouldn't have entered the second school.

My mother also walked in at this time, touched my head and asked: When did you get up?

I was a little tired by the questions. Now that my mother and Teacher Wen are here, I can finally ask: Mom, Teacher Wen, it’s just because of you that you have to leave a day. You will give two test papers one by one.As I said that, I took out a few test papers and gestured. I couldn’t finish it if I didn’t get up early like this.

Teacher Wen said at this time: It is for the students you can finish, and you can copy and deal with the teachers if you can’t finish.

My mother smiled and asked me: What do you eat for breakfast?

Anyway, I never choose.I said.

Then eat below.Teacher Wen said.

Teacher Wen and my mother went to the kitchen to make breakfast. I did the questions for a while. At this time, my phone rang. I immediately picked up my phone and saw that a message was really sent on the screen.

Finally replied, I unlocked my phone immediately and replied one, I didn’t expect you to get up so early.

True reply: Going to bed early and getting up early is good for your health.

I couldn't ask about my mother for a while, so I said, "Are you a student?"

Yes.

I'm just particularly curious about you.

real?

I quickly typed: You know everything about Ah, I know nothing about you.

After a long time, I really replied: I thought you came to me for the sake of others.

I didn't dare to say anything when someone told me. After thinking for a while, I replied: You didn't look for me, doesn't this mean there is nothing left?

I immediately replied to me a lot of screenshots. I enlarged it and saw that it was Lin Yi and Zhen’s chat record. The first picture and the first sentence were from Lin Yi: I had a great time playing today.

The two words stimulation instantly made my lower abdomen ignite, and the chat record really asked him: What kind of stimulation method?

I was about to take a closer look, but Teacher Wen shouted in the kitchen: Hao Jie, I'm out for breakfast.

I had to put my phone down for a while and subconsciously put it in the drawer.

When I walked out of the room, I saw my mother and Teacher Wen had already sat on the dining table.

Breakfast is a very simple bowl of egg noodles and a cup of hot milk.

I just sat down, and Teacher Wen looked at me and said: Hongyu Ah, tell me how you taught such a hard-working son.

Mom waved her hand and said: It's just a fight. You don't know how naughty he became when he studied track and field with his father before, and there was nothing but a fight.

Teacher Wen said: Who are you lying to? If you don’t believe me, you will be willing to beat him.

Mom smiled and said: If you don’t believe me, ask him.

Looking at my mother's smile, the rows of bright white teeth and dimples on her cheeks, and thinking about the stimulation of the two words, a strong sense of tearing suddenly appeared in my heart.

I lowered my head and said: I was beaten a lot when I was a child.

My mother said again: Nowadays, students cannot beat or scold them, and they don’t know how to teach them.

Teacher Wen said: I am too lazy to fight. If you want to learn, just learn. If you don’t want to learn, just forget it.

I want to learn from you.Mom said: Sometimes I just can’t help it.

I interrupted: Did the teachers in the past hit people?

That's not, you don't know how happy you are now.Teacher Wen said as he grabbed her mother's left hand and spread her palm. Look, the mark on your mother's hand was stamped out.

Before I could see clearly, my mother took her hand back and said to me: There is nothing good to look at, I don’t remember what happened decades ago.

I still asked angrily: Who is so cruel?

I was not good at math before.Mom just said something very simply.

I asked again: Is that teacher still teaching?

My mother didn’t answer me, but talked about breakfast: Sister Wen, where did you buy this noodles, it tastes so good.

Teacher Wen said: This is hand-rolled noodles. There is a master nearby who specializes in making this for more than ten years.

Teacher Wen praised the people around here and there to buy noodles, and the supply is in short supply every day, and it is very popular, but the price is not much more expensive than the noodles sold in supermarkets, and the price only rises once a few years.

I stopped asking questions as they talked about other things. After eating, they didn't want me to wash the dishes. I quickly returned to the room, closed the door, took out my cell phone from the drawer, and replied to Zhen first: I was having breakfast just now.Then I started to read the pictures carefully. It turned out that what Lin Yi said was like this. It was the evening self-study on the second day when I secretly looked at my mother's chat records on my mobile phone. On that day, it happened to be the evening self-study of Class 4, which my mother was responsible for. In the first part, the mother explained the exercises on the homework assigned before, and in the second part, everyone was asked to study by themselves.

My mother sat on the multimedia podium and corrected her homework.

Multimedia lecterns are different from traditional lecterns. There is a computer embedded in the school's multimedia lectern. There is a large space next to the computer, and the outside is wrapped with a layer of iron sheet. When using it, you need to unlock it with a key before you can open it. This makes the multi-lectern particularly high. When the mother sits down, she can only see her mother's head when she looks down. This is because the mother is taller. Most female teachers have at most exposed scalp after sitting down.

There is also a traditional lectern in the center of the school podium, with the multimedia lectern placed beside it, and the two lecterns blocking a large area together.

It is generally arranged on the left side of the classroom, so in the classroom divided by four groups, the multimedia podium is facing the aisle in the third and fourth groups.

Not long after the second evening self-study began, Class 4 was a regular version, but it was still very quiet, with only some sounds of flipping and writing. Occasionally, someone coughed loudly, which would cause some students to laugh.

Lin Yi walked up to the podium with a collection of exercises, asking his mother questions.

When my mother saw Lin Yi frowned, she still gave him an answer.

Lin Yi asked the grammar question. Although Lin Yi grew up in a native English speaker when he was a child, he did not go to school very seriously. He had no problem with listening and vocabulary, but he always made mistakes in grammar.

My mother also understood, so she patiently explained it to him.

There is also a stool here. Someone came to put on a banner and forgot to take it away. Usually, people who came to ask the teacher's questions would not go to sit, but Lin Yi sat down. Seeing Lin Yi sitting down, his mother didn't say anything.

When the two of them looked down at the exercises, except for the students in the first group who could see their mother and Lin Yi's sideways, they were completely invisible to the other people in the podium.

After my mother told Lin Yi that the difference and application of since and fr are easy to make mistakes in the college entrance examination, Lin Yi turned to another question on another page and said: Teacher Zhang, I often don’t understand this adjective rder. I used to understand it in my heart, but when I got confused when I spoke Mandarin after returning to China, I became more confused than other students. My mind was filled with mud, and the order was entirely dependent on guessing.

My mother is wary of him now, and I don’t know whether he did it on purpose or really doesn’t understand it. So she said: If you can’t understand it, then memorize it by rote. The order of this adjective is to first numerical words and quantifiers, second quality or evaluation... My mother suddenly widened her eyes and looked at Lin Yi’s hand on her thigh in disbelief.

My mother was wearing a white skirt today. Lin Yi's hands covered her thighs on her knees, and soon crawled into the hem of the skirt and touched her thighs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings.

The sensitive mother couldn't help but tremble, and then glared at Lin Yi fiercely, but Lin Yi ignored it. His big hands gently swayed on his mother's stockings, and sometimes rubbed them. The soft and delicate feel of the stockings and the fleshy feeling of his mother's white and tender thighs made Lin Yi look fluttering.

My mother was shocked and angry. This was the sacred podium. There were dozens of students studying hard. My mother immediately pressed Lin Yi's hand down through her skirt and scolded him quietly: Take it away!

Lin Yi ignored it. Since his hands could not move, he simply pinched his mother's thighs from the same place.

My mother subconsciously swung her thighs and tried her best to push Lin Yi's hand out.

Lin Yi pressed his mother's thigh tightly. As the two of them wrapped their hands, the chair under him moved and made a harsh friction with the floor. His mother stopped instantly and turned around in horror.

Lin Yi took advantage of the situation and said in his mother's ear: Teacher Zhang, stop moving, it will be bad if you are discovered.

Fortunately, the multimedia podium was blocked well. Although the students below heard the sound and looked at the podium, they could not see anything.

Only the students in the front row of the first group saw Lin Yi and his mother sideways, but because of the angle, Lin Yi and his mother would have been very close, so they were only attracted by the sound and took a look, and soon buried their heads in reading again.

My mother was still in shock because she was so nervous that she forgot to breathe and was panting.

Lin Yi reached his other hand in front of his mother's white shirt and unbuttoned the top button on his undulating breasts.

Lin Yi's series of bold actions completely stunned his mother. He watched Lin Yi unbutton another button, and his deep cleavage was exposed. From Lin Yi's perspective, he could already see the delicate and erect halves. This kind of lingering pipa half-covered face made the man's blood boil the most.

Lin Yi was about to continue his efforts, but his mother came back with both hands and grabbed Lin Yi's hand and shook her head at Lin Yi.

Lin Yi was blocked by one hand, and the other hand below supported him and quickly unbuttoned another button.

The button on the center of his chest was unbuttoned, and Lin Yi's hand reached into the depths of his mother's shirt and touched his white breasts that were still wearing a bra.

The collapse of the defense line made my mother busy. She tried her best to pull out the hand, but Lin Yi's hand pushed her mother's bra upwards, covering her whole palm with her beautiful breasts, and the tiger's mouth just clamped her mother's nipples.

My mother felt like she was shocked, and bursts of electric currents moved into her body.

As soon as Lin Yi came up, he rubbed his mother's beautiful breasts vigorously for several times and said in his mother's ear: So big.

My mother's face turned red, and when she wanted to continue to pull his hand away, she became weak and weak.

Seeing that her mother was unable to resist, her snow-white breasts were still rising and falling with her breathing. Lin Yi's blood gushed. After gently touching her breasts, she focused on attacking her nipples.

Sometimes, use the index finger to finger the belly and flick the nipples back and forth.

Sometimes he clamped the nipples with two fingers and gently kneaded them. In addition, other fingers occasionally slid over the skin below the chest. The already very sensitive mother's nipples quickly stood up. Whenever Lin Yi gently pinched the nipples with his hot fingers, the stimulation from the tip numbed the whole body, and all the blood seemed to be boiling.

At this time, my mother supported one hand on the podium, and the other hand was still holding Lin Yi's hand. She endured the stimulation and did not make a soft moan, but she could no longer use any force.

Lin Yi’s technique of playing with his breasts is very proficient. Now he shifts from the nipples to the full-scale attack. Lin Yi’s palm grasps and pinches his mother’s huge breasts. This pair of beautiful breasts not only reaches the D cup, but also does not sag significantly with age. Instead, it is very elastic and feels so comfortable. Lin Yi can’t help but sigh at God’s kindness to his mother.

After sighing, Lin Yi began to rub clockwise, knead the beautiful breast into various shapes with a little force, and waited for an opportunity to play with his mother's already firm nipples with his index finger again.

The nearly perfect breasts completely aroused Lin Yi's playfulness. Lin Yi kept kneading his mother's beautiful breasts, feeling the friction between his palms and breasts, and watching his mother's increasingly struggling expression as if he enjoyed it.

Lin Yi was not idle with his other hand, unbuttoning the remaining buttons one by one to leave only the bottom one, so that his mother's shirt was wide open, and the sacred podium for teaching and educating was extremely lewd at this time.

Lin Yile continued to attack the other breast again because he had been idle. When the hot palm covered the breast that seemed a little cool because it was exposed to the air for too long, the temperature difference between ice and fire instantly burst out with strong stimulation. My mother trembled for a while, and then gritted her teeth before swallowing the moan that reached her mouth.

No one expected that in the classroom where the needle could be heard, there was such a picture on the podium. As the teacher in charge of this evening study, under the casual suit, the white shirt was untied by his students and exposed the large white skin inside. A pair of huge and beautiful whey whees were clearly visible.

My mother now has both arms on the table, and the breasts have never been treated like this before. Lin Yi's hot palms kneaded her beautiful breasts every time. The heat coming from her seemed to ignite her mother's body. Her thighs felt a little convulsed. Her mother felt sober that she felt something wanted to escape from the depths there.

While my mother was trying hard to endure the stimulation on her chest, Lin Yi began to slowly push her mother's skirt up, and her entire stockings and thighs were quickly exposed.

The strong visual impact made Lin Yi become more and more courageous as he fought. The hand that kneaded his breasts became more forceful, and the other hand also joined the battlefield. He held the pair of beautiful breasts that he couldn't let go of, and began to rub them violently with both hands.

Mom forced herself to turn her head to look at Lin Yi, wanting to speak, but she was afraid that she could not help but scream as soon as she opened her mouth, so she could only bit her lip and endure Lin Yi's charge.

Lin Yi's hands gradually became tired. After slowing down, his mother finally spoke slowly, and her voice was already a little delicate: Quick, hurry... stop.

Lin Yi indeed stopped, as said on WeChat, his mother would definitely stop when she called him to stop.

Lin Yi left his mother's beautiful breasts with both hands and brought her bra back to her position.