I followed my dad in the hospital parking lot.
The reason why it was particularly cold last night was a heavy snowfall, but it had stopped now, the sky cleared and the sun showed a smile.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, it should be a time to stay at home and enjoy it.
However, my father needs to be on duty, and the patient never chooses time to get sick or have an accident, he has to work.
I mentioned accompanying him, and my father agreed to me without saying a word.
It happened many times when I was a child, especially when my mother was in a bad mood, I always followed my father to the hospital to avoid staying alone with my mother.
The reason this time is different. Now I am his... a woman, I want to know my father... Wei Maorong's work and colleagues... especially female colleagues... female colleagues who are interested in him.
My thoughts drifted to last night, and we finally surpassed the father-daughter relationship, and now we are lovers and lovers.
The thing under my father was thick and long, and the pain that was penetrated could spread all over his body in an instant.
The broken place is indeed well-known, it really hurts!
When I got out of bed, my legs were as weak as noodles, and my body was so hot that I burst into tears.
But it was all worth it, and I even thought it was a miracle that my dad took this step.
Getting rid of the old and welcoming the new is the most important day of the year, and this moment is very important.
Why is it important?
Few people can tell the truth.
However, after thousands of years of inheritance, there must be some truth.
As it turns out, it is indeed quite evil, at least I believe it more and more.
Should we make up for a New Year’s Eve dinner in the evening?As I spoke, I walked towards the office with him. It was not just the New Year that I celebrated, but this day was of great significance to both of us.
Sounds good, baby.Dad looked back at me and grinned at me.
My body suddenly reacted, my cheeks became hot, and a thin layer of sweat emerged from my body.
My dad calls me baby now, and I don’t think it has anything to do with me being his daughter.
A long time ago, when Wei Feng was still there, he also called Mom Baby, which is how dad expresses his love for women.
He loves me.
I swear my heart trembled in my chest like a butterfly, without feeling uncomfortable at all.I like my dad staring at me, smiling at me, touching and hugging me.I like everything related to Wei Maorong.
Once inside his office, dad started working.
I consciously found a table, read a book for a while, and wrote winter vacation homework for a while.
But I really couldn't concentrate. From time to time, I thought of my father pressing on me and panting, and my cock was thrusting in and out of my body.
He was gentle last night and fierce this morning.
It feels completely different, but I like it all.
My underwear is wet again, and I hope my dad can take time to have sex with me in the office.
People with this kind of sexual fantasy either have never stayed in the hospital or have no understanding of the doctor's work and schedule.
In short, my father was surrounded by people and had no time to spare.
First, the doctor on duty reported to him about the patient's condition at night and this morning, focusing on explaining the condition of critically ill patients and newly admitted patients.
Then he led a large number of doctors and nurses to round, asking questions one by one, and then giving examination plans and treatment plans one by one.
Dr. Wei Maorong said that his unique and authoritative appearance is indeed different from being a father at home, but he is also very sexy.
This is not the first time I have seen him work as a doctor in the hospital, but I have never noticed my dad being sexy before.
Now, I am still my father’s daughter and his little lover.
If you change your perspective, of course you will find new discoveries!
Taking a photo will last longer. Dad felt my gaze and raised his head to tease.
Heat came out of my scalp, so embarrassed that I didn't know how to answer. Is my dad flirting with me?
You...seem to be tight...the pressure is huge, maybe we should... take a bath to relieve fatigue.The first time I learned to say love words from women in porn movies, I was a little nervous and not very natural.
Come here.My father put down his pen and waved to me, his voice quite interesting.
I was a little surprised and didn't know why I walked over and followed him.
My father took me into his arms, pushed my long hair away with one hand, and the warm fingertips passed through my neck, causing my spine to feel numb.
I clenched his front, lowered my eyes silently, my cheeks against his shoulders, and a heart was as quiet as a boat in the lake.
My father's eyes showed all his desire, and his broad palms rubbed up and down my back and waist, and finally stayed on his buttocks, even through his pants, it was still a subtle touch.
I sat on his thigh, enjoying the faint teasing, and quietly teased: Dad, this is your office.
You are my daughter, and it is not the first time you are sitting on my lap in the office.Dad pressed my earlobe and slowly joked: What's wrong with your mind?
A trace of cunning flashed in his eyes, and then I realized that my father was deliberately making fun of me.
This guy can even play tricks. I felt even more embarrassed and said sticky: Dad, you will make people laugh... bad Ah!
Dad laughed twice, leaned forward slightly, his lips crossed my cheeks, and said softly in my ear: Then I'll give you some reward.
I don’t know why my father was rewarded or what the reward was. As soon as he asked, he kissed the corner of his mouth and then pressed it on his lips.
The warm and moist lips made me not know how to refuse for a while. When he stuck out his tongue, I reflexed and hugged his tongue and dad lingering.
Maybe it was too Menglang. In just a short while, my father let go of me.
My face was rosy, my chest was undulating, and I asked in a trembling voice: What are you talking about to reward Ah?
Dad's hand covered my thighs, and then slowly moved up the inside to the between my crotch.His palm covered my vagina and rubbed it twice, then threw away the corner of his mouth and said: "The reward for letting my father break the ground."
After saying that, his arm held my upper body and buckled it towards him, his face pressed down at the same time, and kissed my lips again.
I held the clothes on his chest tightly, gasping softly, my heartbeat almost jumped out of my throat, and it felt even more nervous than watching a thriller.
My father seemed to be unaffected at all, and even pried open my teeth and took advantage of the situation.
There seemed to be someone walking by the corridor, and footsteps and speeches came from afar.As long as anyone pushes the door in, they can see my father and I hugging and kissing each other. It is definitely not the hugging and kissing father and daughter should have.
My body was instantly stiff and I sat upright in horror.Dad still held me tightly and roared in a low voice: Don't move.
I felt like my father had my pussy hit, and I let him kiss him again without moving.
My father's arm was holding my back, and his palm passed through my armpits, just covering my chest.
The lips were teasing and sucking, and the two hands were kneading one on the breast, and the other was fumbled in the vagina.
After a long time, there was no sound or abnormal movement around, and no one discovered our secrets.
My father let go of my lips, his eyes full of smiles, and asked: Is it exciting?
After just a while, I was so scared that I was sweating all over my forehead.After finally coming back to his senses, I was extremely angry and complained: What are you doing!
Dad shrugged and replied indifferently: What are you not doing.
What if it is discovered?I lowered my voice and jumped out of his arms, my knees were soft.
Dad smiled and said, "You know you're scared now?"
Looking at the shrewdness and cunning in my father's eyes, I finally realized.
In the past, I expressed my feelings to him and took the initiative to show my goodwill. My father was always extremely uncomfortable and dodged left and right, and I thought he was unfamiliar with the charm.
Actually, I was fooled, and I wasn't too outrageously wrong.
I was unwilling to accept it, and the demonic spirit said: Do you continue?I also want to get more rewards.
My father's face suddenly became colder: No, I'll tease you.Go and read a book!
After saying that, he returned to work.I snorted, I hated, and ran away after teasing her.However, thinking that my father was so proactive, he felt much better.
I'll go out for a walk!I told my father who was focused on reading medical records that his voice was a little gasping.
I have to change my mind and calm down, otherwise I have to make a fool of myself in my dad's office.
Dad mumbled in agreement this time and did not look up at me.
He will have two surgeries later, and I am the most insignificant person in this world at this moment.
Fortunately, when I walked past him, my father knew to hug me, and I took the opportunity to mess up his hair.
I came to the small garden behind the inpatient department, where there was a forest and a pool.When my father was working and my mother was in a bad mood, Wei Feng and I often hang out and play in the garden.
When I grow up, I will be like my father, Wei Feng announced loudly, with a bright smile on his lips.
Me too.
Wei Feng snorted and threw a stone at me. You can't be like your father, you are a girl, you can only be like your mother.
I was a little angry, I didn't want to be like my mother.
She is beautiful when she is happy and smiling, but when she is in a bad mood, she ignores us all.
Not only is it silent and quiet, but it is always sleeping.
Once I asked my father why she always kept bored and didn’t play with us. My father told me that it was because of life.
I don't understand what it means, I still don't understand.
I don't want it, I want to be like my dad.He is strong, very interesting, and often plays with us.I told my twin brothers angrily.
You can't be like dad, your chest is about to bulge, Wei Feng argued.
I had seen Wei Feng's chest, and he protested loudly, "I don't."
You have!There will be in the future!
Not sure.I stared at him in horror, crossed my arms in front of my chest, and pouted my lips and scolded him: You are so bad!
Wei Feng grinned at me, his dark eyes flashing, and I was just kidding.If I were you, I would choose to be like dad.His face darkened, he stared at me sadly, and asked: Do mom don’t like us?
She loves us.I wasn't sure in my heart, I just felt that I should say that.
Wei Feng shook his head and didn't believe me.He reached out and grabbed a branch, threw it into the pool, and said: Ranran, she didn't love us like her father, she never played with us.
I don't like to talk about this topic, I want to be a doll that both parents love me.I held his hand and asked: Do you want to ride a bicycle?
Wei Feng grinned at me, threw away the topic about his mother, and said loudly: OK!
Thinking of Wei Feng, I always make me sad and happy. When there is no one around, I often pretend that he is still by my side. I will chat with him softly and tell him what happened recently: Dad and I are pretty good now. The daffodils on the windowsill are blooming. I am two centimeters taller than last year... and my chest is indeed bulging.
I couldn't help but laugh, and suddenly thought of such a long time ago, both childish and vivid.
Suddenly, I felt that my life might be too earth-shaking recently, and I didn’t realize that I had forgotten such an important thing.
I returned to the hospital building and found a seat in the staff restaurant to drink coffee while browsing my phone. Suddenly, a resident doctor under my father hurriedly walked up to me, panting and told me that my father had an operation in the afternoon and had an accident when he went to the ward to check the patient.
The resident doctor was very excited and talked for a long time before I understood what was going on.
An old man went to the emergency room with difficulty breathing. After examination and observation, it was acute myocardial infarction.
Because the old man had improved when the result came out, the patient's son felt that the old man didn't seem to be dangerous at all, but the diagnosis sounded too scary.
He insisted that the inpatient doctor deliberately exaggerated his condition in order to make more money for the hospital. He also knew that his father was the chief physician. No matter he was busy with rounds, he went forward and argued.
The filial son was excited and did not notice the isolation curtain at hand.
He danced and shouted loudly, pulling the curtain off the track rod on his forehead.
He used so much force that not only did the isolation curtain be pulled down, but the track rods also broke away from the ceiling, and a row of ceiling tiles fell down.
What my father did next was purely instinct and did not consider the results at all.
Maybe he should have, but if he pauses and thinks about the decisions that must be made instantly, he won’t become a trauma surgeon.
If he was not a trauma surgeon, he would not tell an eight-year-old boy who had just undergone femoral healing surgery that everything was fine, nor would he jump into the hospital bed to protect the child.
The track rod hit his waist heavily, and the destructive power of the tiles caused damage to the soft tissue on his waist. My father would have to stay in bed for at least two weeks.
The reason why it was particularly cold last night was a heavy snowfall, but it had stopped now, the sky cleared and the sun showed a smile.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, it should be a time to stay at home and enjoy it.
However, my father needs to be on duty, and the patient never chooses time to get sick or have an accident, he has to work.
I mentioned accompanying him, and my father agreed to me without saying a word.
It happened many times when I was a child, especially when my mother was in a bad mood, I always followed my father to the hospital to avoid staying alone with my mother.
The reason this time is different. Now I am his... a woman, I want to know my father... Wei Maorong's work and colleagues... especially female colleagues... female colleagues who are interested in him.
My thoughts drifted to last night, and we finally surpassed the father-daughter relationship, and now we are lovers and lovers.
The thing under my father was thick and long, and the pain that was penetrated could spread all over his body in an instant.
The broken place is indeed well-known, it really hurts!
When I got out of bed, my legs were as weak as noodles, and my body was so hot that I burst into tears.
But it was all worth it, and I even thought it was a miracle that my dad took this step.
Getting rid of the old and welcoming the new is the most important day of the year, and this moment is very important.
Why is it important?
Few people can tell the truth.
However, after thousands of years of inheritance, there must be some truth.
As it turns out, it is indeed quite evil, at least I believe it more and more.
Should we make up for a New Year’s Eve dinner in the evening?As I spoke, I walked towards the office with him. It was not just the New Year that I celebrated, but this day was of great significance to both of us.
Sounds good, baby.Dad looked back at me and grinned at me.
My body suddenly reacted, my cheeks became hot, and a thin layer of sweat emerged from my body.
My dad calls me baby now, and I don’t think it has anything to do with me being his daughter.
A long time ago, when Wei Feng was still there, he also called Mom Baby, which is how dad expresses his love for women.
He loves me.
I swear my heart trembled in my chest like a butterfly, without feeling uncomfortable at all.I like my dad staring at me, smiling at me, touching and hugging me.I like everything related to Wei Maorong.
Once inside his office, dad started working.
I consciously found a table, read a book for a while, and wrote winter vacation homework for a while.
But I really couldn't concentrate. From time to time, I thought of my father pressing on me and panting, and my cock was thrusting in and out of my body.
He was gentle last night and fierce this morning.
It feels completely different, but I like it all.
My underwear is wet again, and I hope my dad can take time to have sex with me in the office.
People with this kind of sexual fantasy either have never stayed in the hospital or have no understanding of the doctor's work and schedule.
In short, my father was surrounded by people and had no time to spare.
First, the doctor on duty reported to him about the patient's condition at night and this morning, focusing on explaining the condition of critically ill patients and newly admitted patients.
Then he led a large number of doctors and nurses to round, asking questions one by one, and then giving examination plans and treatment plans one by one.
Dr. Wei Maorong said that his unique and authoritative appearance is indeed different from being a father at home, but he is also very sexy.
This is not the first time I have seen him work as a doctor in the hospital, but I have never noticed my dad being sexy before.
Now, I am still my father’s daughter and his little lover.
If you change your perspective, of course you will find new discoveries!
Taking a photo will last longer. Dad felt my gaze and raised his head to tease.
Heat came out of my scalp, so embarrassed that I didn't know how to answer. Is my dad flirting with me?
You...seem to be tight...the pressure is huge, maybe we should... take a bath to relieve fatigue.The first time I learned to say love words from women in porn movies, I was a little nervous and not very natural.
Come here.My father put down his pen and waved to me, his voice quite interesting.
I was a little surprised and didn't know why I walked over and followed him.
My father took me into his arms, pushed my long hair away with one hand, and the warm fingertips passed through my neck, causing my spine to feel numb.
I clenched his front, lowered my eyes silently, my cheeks against his shoulders, and a heart was as quiet as a boat in the lake.
My father's eyes showed all his desire, and his broad palms rubbed up and down my back and waist, and finally stayed on his buttocks, even through his pants, it was still a subtle touch.
I sat on his thigh, enjoying the faint teasing, and quietly teased: Dad, this is your office.
You are my daughter, and it is not the first time you are sitting on my lap in the office.Dad pressed my earlobe and slowly joked: What's wrong with your mind?
A trace of cunning flashed in his eyes, and then I realized that my father was deliberately making fun of me.
This guy can even play tricks. I felt even more embarrassed and said sticky: Dad, you will make people laugh... bad Ah!
Dad laughed twice, leaned forward slightly, his lips crossed my cheeks, and said softly in my ear: Then I'll give you some reward.
I don’t know why my father was rewarded or what the reward was. As soon as he asked, he kissed the corner of his mouth and then pressed it on his lips.
The warm and moist lips made me not know how to refuse for a while. When he stuck out his tongue, I reflexed and hugged his tongue and dad lingering.
Maybe it was too Menglang. In just a short while, my father let go of me.
My face was rosy, my chest was undulating, and I asked in a trembling voice: What are you talking about to reward Ah?
Dad's hand covered my thighs, and then slowly moved up the inside to the between my crotch.His palm covered my vagina and rubbed it twice, then threw away the corner of his mouth and said: "The reward for letting my father break the ground."
After saying that, his arm held my upper body and buckled it towards him, his face pressed down at the same time, and kissed my lips again.
I held the clothes on his chest tightly, gasping softly, my heartbeat almost jumped out of my throat, and it felt even more nervous than watching a thriller.
My father seemed to be unaffected at all, and even pried open my teeth and took advantage of the situation.
There seemed to be someone walking by the corridor, and footsteps and speeches came from afar.As long as anyone pushes the door in, they can see my father and I hugging and kissing each other. It is definitely not the hugging and kissing father and daughter should have.
My body was instantly stiff and I sat upright in horror.Dad still held me tightly and roared in a low voice: Don't move.
I felt like my father had my pussy hit, and I let him kiss him again without moving.
My father's arm was holding my back, and his palm passed through my armpits, just covering my chest.
The lips were teasing and sucking, and the two hands were kneading one on the breast, and the other was fumbled in the vagina.
After a long time, there was no sound or abnormal movement around, and no one discovered our secrets.
My father let go of my lips, his eyes full of smiles, and asked: Is it exciting?
After just a while, I was so scared that I was sweating all over my forehead.After finally coming back to his senses, I was extremely angry and complained: What are you doing!
Dad shrugged and replied indifferently: What are you not doing.
What if it is discovered?I lowered my voice and jumped out of his arms, my knees were soft.
Dad smiled and said, "You know you're scared now?"
Looking at the shrewdness and cunning in my father's eyes, I finally realized.
In the past, I expressed my feelings to him and took the initiative to show my goodwill. My father was always extremely uncomfortable and dodged left and right, and I thought he was unfamiliar with the charm.
Actually, I was fooled, and I wasn't too outrageously wrong.
I was unwilling to accept it, and the demonic spirit said: Do you continue?I also want to get more rewards.
My father's face suddenly became colder: No, I'll tease you.Go and read a book!
After saying that, he returned to work.I snorted, I hated, and ran away after teasing her.However, thinking that my father was so proactive, he felt much better.
I'll go out for a walk!I told my father who was focused on reading medical records that his voice was a little gasping.
I have to change my mind and calm down, otherwise I have to make a fool of myself in my dad's office.
Dad mumbled in agreement this time and did not look up at me.
He will have two surgeries later, and I am the most insignificant person in this world at this moment.
Fortunately, when I walked past him, my father knew to hug me, and I took the opportunity to mess up his hair.
I came to the small garden behind the inpatient department, where there was a forest and a pool.When my father was working and my mother was in a bad mood, Wei Feng and I often hang out and play in the garden.
When I grow up, I will be like my father, Wei Feng announced loudly, with a bright smile on his lips.
Me too.
Wei Feng snorted and threw a stone at me. You can't be like your father, you are a girl, you can only be like your mother.
I was a little angry, I didn't want to be like my mother.
She is beautiful when she is happy and smiling, but when she is in a bad mood, she ignores us all.
Not only is it silent and quiet, but it is always sleeping.
Once I asked my father why she always kept bored and didn’t play with us. My father told me that it was because of life.
I don't understand what it means, I still don't understand.
I don't want it, I want to be like my dad.He is strong, very interesting, and often plays with us.I told my twin brothers angrily.
You can't be like dad, your chest is about to bulge, Wei Feng argued.
I had seen Wei Feng's chest, and he protested loudly, "I don't."
You have!There will be in the future!
Not sure.I stared at him in horror, crossed my arms in front of my chest, and pouted my lips and scolded him: You are so bad!
Wei Feng grinned at me, his dark eyes flashing, and I was just kidding.If I were you, I would choose to be like dad.His face darkened, he stared at me sadly, and asked: Do mom don’t like us?
She loves us.I wasn't sure in my heart, I just felt that I should say that.
Wei Feng shook his head and didn't believe me.He reached out and grabbed a branch, threw it into the pool, and said: Ranran, she didn't love us like her father, she never played with us.
I don't like to talk about this topic, I want to be a doll that both parents love me.I held his hand and asked: Do you want to ride a bicycle?
Wei Feng grinned at me, threw away the topic about his mother, and said loudly: OK!
Thinking of Wei Feng, I always make me sad and happy. When there is no one around, I often pretend that he is still by my side. I will chat with him softly and tell him what happened recently: Dad and I are pretty good now. The daffodils on the windowsill are blooming. I am two centimeters taller than last year... and my chest is indeed bulging.
I couldn't help but laugh, and suddenly thought of such a long time ago, both childish and vivid.
Suddenly, I felt that my life might be too earth-shaking recently, and I didn’t realize that I had forgotten such an important thing.
I returned to the hospital building and found a seat in the staff restaurant to drink coffee while browsing my phone. Suddenly, a resident doctor under my father hurriedly walked up to me, panting and told me that my father had an operation in the afternoon and had an accident when he went to the ward to check the patient.
The resident doctor was very excited and talked for a long time before I understood what was going on.
An old man went to the emergency room with difficulty breathing. After examination and observation, it was acute myocardial infarction.
Because the old man had improved when the result came out, the patient's son felt that the old man didn't seem to be dangerous at all, but the diagnosis sounded too scary.
He insisted that the inpatient doctor deliberately exaggerated his condition in order to make more money for the hospital. He also knew that his father was the chief physician. No matter he was busy with rounds, he went forward and argued.
The filial son was excited and did not notice the isolation curtain at hand.
He danced and shouted loudly, pulling the curtain off the track rod on his forehead.
He used so much force that not only did the isolation curtain be pulled down, but the track rods also broke away from the ceiling, and a row of ceiling tiles fell down.
What my father did next was purely instinct and did not consider the results at all.
Maybe he should have, but if he pauses and thinks about the decisions that must be made instantly, he won’t become a trauma surgeon.
If he was not a trauma surgeon, he would not tell an eight-year-old boy who had just undergone femoral healing surgery that everything was fine, nor would he jump into the hospital bed to protect the child.
The track rod hit his waist heavily, and the destructive power of the tiles caused damage to the soft tissue on his waist. My father would have to stay in bed for at least two weeks.
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