After taking a look, Wang Daming put his phone aside and began to concentrate on reading.
Xiao Hong did not call Wang Daming at night. It was already past eleven o'clock after Wang Daming finished reading the book. He went out to go to the bathroom and then he would rest in the bedroom.
However, when Wang Daming gradually fell asleep, he suddenly heard the sound of the window creaking, and it seemed that the wind was blowing outside.
Soon, Wang Daming heard the sound of raindrops of "rattle" and gradually heavier and heavier.
Maybe he was too sleepy. Wang Daming didn't want to open his eyes to see if the window was closed. At this moment, it was all determined by consciousness and hearing.
When Wang Daming gradually got used to the sound of rain, he continued to be like a dream again
I don’t know when I slept, but Wang Daming suddenly felt a stimulation below, as if he was swallowed by something
That feeling made Wang Daming more excited than dreaming. This was a stimulation that Wang Daming had never had before before.
Gradually, the feeling became stronger and stronger, and Wang Daming couldn't help but squirt out
Wang Daming slowly opened his eyes, thinking that it was time to dream again, but he vaguely saw the quilt bulging with the street light outside.
Wang Daming was so scared that he quickly reached out and turned on the bedside lamp, and suddenly lifted the quilt.
At this time, Wang Daming saw a familiar face that could not be familiar. Xiao Hong actually did such a thing to Wang Daming.
Maybe it was because of drinking red wine. When did Xiao Hong open the door of Wang Daming's bedroom and when did he get into Wang Daming's bed? No one was impressed by these Wang Daming.
Mom, you...
Wang Daming asked Xiao Hong in a confused way, but Xiao Hong suddenly lowered her head and felt in pain. Her body curled up into a ball. Wang Daming's heart was almost broken when he heard the crying.
Wang Daming didn't know where the courage came from, so his body moved quickly and hugged Xiao Hong in his arms.
Mom, don't cry, okay? I'm most afraid of seeing you cry
Daming, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done this to you, I'm sorry
Xiao Hong cried while saying sorry to Wang Daming. She seemed to be in pain at this moment.
Listening to Xiao Hong's crying, Wang Daming also started crying.
Xiao Mom, please don’t do this? As long as you are happy, I can do anything
When Xiao Hong heard that Wang Daming was crying, she slowly raised her head to look at Wang Daming, and reached out to help Wang Daming wipe his tears: Can Daming be good?
Wang Daming nodded firmly: As long as my mother is happy, I am willing to do anything.
After looking at Wang Daming's face, Xiao Hong turned red and let go of Wang Daming a little unnaturally, and said shyly: But, my mother is much bigger than Daming, so it is wrong to do this.
Wang Daming didn't know where the courage came from, but he suddenly pulled Xiao Hong into his arms and then kissed her wildly.
Don't do this in the Ming Dynasty, this is not...
Wang Daming knew that this was wrong, but Wang Daming couldn't help it anymore. Xiao Hong was completely engraved in Wang Daming's mind and would think of her at all times.
Gradually, Xiao Hong was no longer repelled and began to embrace Wang Daming and accept it.
I don’t know if it was because of the alcohol, or whether Wang Daming and others had already accepted this fact, when Wang Daming covered himself with a quilt, Xiao Hong began to take the initiative to care for Wang Daming.
Although Xiao Hong is a conservative woman, she completely changed all the memories of Wang Daming before this moment, as if she had changed her personal life, and was particularly obsessed.
After being cared for by Xiao Hong, Wang Daming's body was already hot and hot. The anger was like a volcano, and it was about to spew out.
At this time, Xiao Hong screamed shyly in the quilt: Daming, can you turn off the light? After all, Daming and I are doing these things, and it is embarrassing to look at the light.
Wang Daming swallowed hard and quickly replied to Xiao Hong: OK, okay, okay little mother
Xiao Hong did not call Wang Daming at night. It was already past eleven o'clock after Wang Daming finished reading the book. He went out to go to the bathroom and then he would rest in the bedroom.
However, when Wang Daming gradually fell asleep, he suddenly heard the sound of the window creaking, and it seemed that the wind was blowing outside.
Soon, Wang Daming heard the sound of raindrops of "rattle" and gradually heavier and heavier.
Maybe he was too sleepy. Wang Daming didn't want to open his eyes to see if the window was closed. At this moment, it was all determined by consciousness and hearing.
When Wang Daming gradually got used to the sound of rain, he continued to be like a dream again
I don’t know when I slept, but Wang Daming suddenly felt a stimulation below, as if he was swallowed by something
That feeling made Wang Daming more excited than dreaming. This was a stimulation that Wang Daming had never had before before.
Gradually, the feeling became stronger and stronger, and Wang Daming couldn't help but squirt out
Wang Daming slowly opened his eyes, thinking that it was time to dream again, but he vaguely saw the quilt bulging with the street light outside.
Wang Daming was so scared that he quickly reached out and turned on the bedside lamp, and suddenly lifted the quilt.
At this time, Wang Daming saw a familiar face that could not be familiar. Xiao Hong actually did such a thing to Wang Daming.
Maybe it was because of drinking red wine. When did Xiao Hong open the door of Wang Daming's bedroom and when did he get into Wang Daming's bed? No one was impressed by these Wang Daming.
Mom, you...
Wang Daming asked Xiao Hong in a confused way, but Xiao Hong suddenly lowered her head and felt in pain. Her body curled up into a ball. Wang Daming's heart was almost broken when he heard the crying.
Wang Daming didn't know where the courage came from, so his body moved quickly and hugged Xiao Hong in his arms.
Mom, don't cry, okay? I'm most afraid of seeing you cry
Daming, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done this to you, I'm sorry
Xiao Hong cried while saying sorry to Wang Daming. She seemed to be in pain at this moment.
Listening to Xiao Hong's crying, Wang Daming also started crying.
Xiao Mom, please don’t do this? As long as you are happy, I can do anything
When Xiao Hong heard that Wang Daming was crying, she slowly raised her head to look at Wang Daming, and reached out to help Wang Daming wipe his tears: Can Daming be good?
Wang Daming nodded firmly: As long as my mother is happy, I am willing to do anything.
After looking at Wang Daming's face, Xiao Hong turned red and let go of Wang Daming a little unnaturally, and said shyly: But, my mother is much bigger than Daming, so it is wrong to do this.
Wang Daming didn't know where the courage came from, but he suddenly pulled Xiao Hong into his arms and then kissed her wildly.
Don't do this in the Ming Dynasty, this is not...
Wang Daming knew that this was wrong, but Wang Daming couldn't help it anymore. Xiao Hong was completely engraved in Wang Daming's mind and would think of her at all times.
Gradually, Xiao Hong was no longer repelled and began to embrace Wang Daming and accept it.
I don’t know if it was because of the alcohol, or whether Wang Daming and others had already accepted this fact, when Wang Daming covered himself with a quilt, Xiao Hong began to take the initiative to care for Wang Daming.
Although Xiao Hong is a conservative woman, she completely changed all the memories of Wang Daming before this moment, as if she had changed her personal life, and was particularly obsessed.
After being cared for by Xiao Hong, Wang Daming's body was already hot and hot. The anger was like a volcano, and it was about to spew out.
At this time, Xiao Hong screamed shyly in the quilt: Daming, can you turn off the light? After all, Daming and I are doing these things, and it is embarrassing to look at the light.
Wang Daming swallowed hard and quickly replied to Xiao Hong: OK, okay, okay little mother