Chapter 1 (1.1) Mother’s appearance

“Da, da, da, da…”

The sound of high heels hitting the floor came from the corridor of the teaching building, crisp and loud. The sound was getting closer and closer, and my heart was beating faster and faster. I was too familiar with such imposing footsteps.

A moment later, a beautiful woman in a black business suit and skirt walked into the office. She had a delicate and fair face, long black hair tied behind her head, slender phoenix eyes, curved eyebrows, a delicate nose, red lips in the color of bean paste, bright eyes, deep and sharp, with the unique sexy charm of a mature woman.

She was holding a Prada bag in her hand, wearing a slim suit with a deep V neckline, revealing a white shirt inside, a slender waist, and a round and full chest; she was wearing a black straight skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and black stiletto pointed high heels. Her buttocks were straight and her legs were well-proportioned and slender, full of the intellectuality and competence of a career woman.

Her name is Zheng Yiyun, she is... my mother.

My mother had a cold face. After entering the door, she walked straight towards me. Without saying a word, she threw the bag in her hand and hit me on the head. I quickly lowered my head to dodge and raised my hand to block. The head teacher quickly stood between us and persuaded: "Ling Xiaodong's mother, Ling Xiaodong's mother, don't be angry, don't be angry..."

My mother passed the head teacher's shoulder and hit my head with her bag. It didn't hurt, but it was scary.

It seems that my mother is really angry.

...

An hour later, sitting in the car, my mother held the steering wheel with both hands, tapping it with her slender fingers. She didn't say anything, but the depressing atmosphere made me more nervous.

After forcing myself to hold it back for a long time, I finally couldn't hold it back anymore, and made small talk: "Hey, your car... just washed, it smells good, just like the smell on your body."

My mother didn't say anything, she looked at me sideways, expressionless. I smiled awkwardly and said, "Mom, I was wrong, I was really wrong."

Mom quickly denied: "No, no, no, you are not wrong, I am wrong, as a mother, I should not have given birth to you, I should have gritted my teeth and beat you."

I said with a playful smile: "Then you may have aborted my brother or sister, and I became my sister."

Mom frowned: "What a mess. Let me ask you, what were you and Lu Yiyi doing hiding in the storage room?"

I hung my head and muttered softly: "No, nothing, we were playing hide-and-seek, and she and I happened to hide together."

"Ling Xiaodong, you lie so much. You are in the third year of high school, and you are still playing hide-and-seek? Why don't I believe it?"

"Then you can believe it or not." I muttered.

"What?"

"No, isn't retro popular now? Alas, didn't you go to the disco with my aunt Rong some time ago?"

"Retro."

"Tsk tsk tsk, you are a department manager after all, how can you speak so uncivilized?"

"I am still civilized. I didn't slap you in the face, so I am very cultured." Mom sighed, put her hand on her forehead, and said tiredly: "Why did I give birth to such a thing as you? I am so worried."

I tilted my body and leaned my head on her arm, singing with a grin: "There is only one good mother in the world, and a child with a mother is like a treasure. Throw yourself into the arms of your mother and you will become a fool from then on."

Mom slapped me hard on the head and pushed me up. She looked at me with a serious expression, and I looked at her. As a result, after a long time of tension, she laughed, but immediately stopped and scolded: "You are not upright all day long, what kind of moral character."

"Why am I not upright? I am upright I'm still young. You see, the ratio of men to women is seriously unbalanced now. How many older men can't find a partner to marry? Uncle Liu from the building next to us is almost 40 and still single. If I start dating now, I might get married after graduating from high school. You'll have grandchildren before graduating from college. You see, you can become a grandmother in your 40s and enjoy the joy of family. Ask the girls around you if they are envious. "

"Oh my God." Mom covered her face and shook her head gently: "You are getting more and more horrible. If you keep talking, I should get my pension and dance square dance with the old men and women in the community."

"Well, I think this is possible. When the time comes, you can grab my dad, carry a tape recorder, and play it there. Turn up the volume to the maximum, square dance king, old Dicks. Come on, draw a dragon with me on the left, and draw a rainbow on your right. Come on, draw a rainbow with me on the left, and draw another dragon on your right." I sang and danced with my arms. My mother looked at me sideways for a long time and muttered, "I really should beat you."

The car started and turned two streets. I found that the route was wrong and asked, "Isn't this the way home? Where are you going?"

"Beibei's school is on holiday today, pick her up."

"Do you still need to pick her up? She's so old, she can't go home by herself."

My mother turned her head and glared at me: "How old are you, and you still call the school to ask parents, and you still have the nerve to criticize others."

"I am the eldest son in the family, and I will inherit the family business in the future. You and your wife need to devote all your efforts to her. She, the second child, can be raised freely."

My mother was anxious: "If you keep nagging me, I will kick you out of the car and go home by yourself!"

I quickly shut up and turned my head to the side. After a long silence, I couldn't help but be curious. I turned around and asked carefully, "Mom, why don't you talk much today? Why don't you scold me like usual?"

"Why, if I don't scold you, you will feel uncomfortable, right?"

"No, I'm just... a little curious. You see, when I make a little mistake, you call me Ling Xiaodong. Are you itchy again? Ling Xiaodong, do you want to be beaten? Ling Xiaodong, turn your butt around!"

Mom raised her eyebrows and said, "Ling Xiaodong, do you want to be beaten? I'm telling you, I'm annoyed. . There are so many things going on in the company, and you are still causing trouble for me. Do you think I am living too comfortably? "

"What are your worries? Tell me. Maybe I can enlighten you and help you solve your problems."

"You shut up and don't talk. That's the biggest help for me."

"Look, you get anxious when I talk. If you don't know, you would think you have entered menopause early."

My mother honked the horn twice in a hurry. I guess the car in front thought she was experiencing road rage and moved aside in fear.

My mother didn't allow me to talk. After a while, she couldn't help asking, "Tell me the truth, did you and Lu Yiyi have sex?"

"Which one?"

"Don't lie to me. Do you think I don't know about the magazines you hide under your bed?"

"No, I'm still a child. Don't look at us innocent boys and girls with your lustful eyes as adults."

"Then what did you say just now? Maybe I'm going to be a grandmother soon?"

"I'm not kidding. How can you, such a young and sexy beauty, become a grandmother?"

"Don't talk nonsense to me. I warn you, if you dare to give birth to a child for me, I will physically destroy you."

"Oh, how can that be possible? We are not children. The safety measures are very good. Unless you buy fake or inferior products, there will be no accidents."

My mother was stunned when she heard it, and turned her head to stare at me. I realized that I had let the cat out of the bag. I slapped my lips a few times and said anxiously, "Mom, you are wrong. You are trying to trick me."

"What am I trying to trick you into? You keep talking endlessly."

"Okay, I won't say anything. I'll be dumb. Okay."

I wanted to end the topic, but my mom didn't fall for it. She seemed to have caught my weakness and asked, "What did you mean just now? Did you do that with Lu Yiyi?"

I covered my mouth, turned aside, and didn't say anything.

My mother reached out and grabbed my shoulders, shaking me hard: "Speak, speak, you are pretending to be dumb."

I pointed to the front: "Look at the road, look at the road, you are driving. If you don't obey the traffic rules, the police uncle will give you a ticket later."

"Speak clearly to me, what do you mean? Did you do that with Lu Yiyi?"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, okay." I was anxious, sat up straight and said: "What else do you want to hear? Let me tell you the details of the process?"

My mother was stunned by my question. She was stunned for a long time, raised her hand and slapped me on the head, and said angrily: "You are still right, right? You have brought honor to your Ling family, right? You, senior high school , the college entrance examination is coming soon. If you don't put your mind on studying, and keep thinking about it all day long, can you study well? "

"I study well, I have always been in the top ten in the class."

"Then...if you work harder, you will be in the top ten in the grade."

"Then I asked you before, do you object to my dating, you said no."

"I...I don't object, but I didn't ask you to...do that so early."

"Why didn't you say it earlier? Now that the rice has been cooked, what do you say? "

"Ah, it's all my fault, right?"

"Then you don't have to blame yourself." I giggled.

"You bastard!" Mom was so angry that she started to curse.

"Then you are the mother of a bastard." When it comes to quarrels, I have never been afraid of anyone, including my mother. It's a pity...

My mother raised her hand and slapped me on the back of my head. I rubbed the sore spot and said unconvincedly: "Every time you can't win an argument, you hit me. This is naked hegemony and imperialism."

"I'm your mother, so I'm hegemonic, I'm imperialist, so what? When I called you dad, you can also be hegemonic to me." She glanced at me, saw me rolling my eyes, and said: "Are you unconvinced? This month's pocket money is gone."

"I'm convinced, I'm convinced." I quickly nodded and smiled, and then changed the subject: "Yo~ ! I just realized that you... did you... washed your face this morning. Am I right? Just tell me if I am right, right? "

"Nonsense, who doesn't wash their face in the morning?"

"You wash differently than usual, you must have washed it very carefully today. And your makeup is very unique, very elegant, and luxurious in a low-key way. You have dressed up carefully, are you going to meet someone? Do you have a date?"

"I am meeting a client."

"Don't be embarrassed, as a child, I am very open-minded and don't object to parents having extramarital affairs."

"Pah~ ! I love your mother. You... "Mom was stunned for a moment: "No, don't change the subject, you haven't explained your story yet."

I saw that my sister's school was almost here, and I smiled and said: "We are almost there, this kind of thing is not suitable for children, Beibei will get on the car soon, and it will be a bad influence if the children hear it."

"You still know that it will have a bad influence, I have never seen anyone as thick-skinned as you." Mom parked the car on the side of the road, leaned against the car window, held her forehead with her hand, and sighed deeply.

I smiled and said, "Thick skin can make you live longer, thin skin can't live longer."

My mother didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You are such a chatterbox, why don't you join Deyun Club? You can't stop talking, why don't you just go on stage and talk."

I laughed and said, "Don't tell me, if I practice for two months, I will stand on the stage..." I patted my chest, raised my thumb, and said confidently, "Old artist."

My mother sneered, "In terms of thick skin, you are an old artist."

She leaned against the car window, and I glanced at her secretly with the corner of my eye. To be honest, my mother is really the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in real life. Although she is nearly 40 years old, she has maintained a good figure, with soft curves and a plump body. No matter what clothes she wears, her breasts can be round, especially when she wears home clothes at home, it is even more obvious.

My mother's waist is a typical wasp waist. Because of regular exercise, she is not like other middle-aged women, whose figure is out of shape and fat, and can almost be described as unbearable. Her buttocks are round and full, sexy and full of flesh. Under the tube skirt, she looks like a big juicy peach, but she doesn't look bloated.

Because of her work, my mother always wears suits, stockings and high heels, which are really sexy. Although I am still in high school, I am a senior stocking lover. I often steal my mother's stockings for my girlfriend to wear, and then press her on the bed and fuck her hard. But the strange thing is that no matter how she wears it, no matter what color and type of stockings she wears, it doesn't feel like wearing it on my mother.

Although I often peek at my mother, I don't have a mother complex. It's just the impulse of a healthy man, and the desire and pursuit of beautiful things. I secretly took my mother's stockings and put them on my dick to masturbate, but that's all. I didn't want to do anything to my mother.

Alas... If she wasn't my mother, it would be great. I wouldn't mind her age.

Just as I was thinking about it, my sister came out of school, waved goodbye to her classmates, opened the car door, stuffed the suitcase in, and then bent over to sit in.

I glanced at her through the rearview mirror. She perfectly inherited her mother's advantages, a fair and beautiful oval face, a playful ponytail, delicate features, delicate skin, and no trace of acne. She is slender and tall, half a head taller than girls of the same age, her breasts have begun to develop, and her little butt is also round.

Her name is Ling Xiaobei, fifteen years old this year, a first-year high school student in a private school, and her academic performance is not bad. Because we were only two years apart in age, we didn't have the love and affection in movies and novels. Our lives were full of ridicule, quarrels, and intrigues.

I looked at the rearview mirror and said with a smile: "Hey, Ghost Leg Seven is out of school."

Mom scolded: "Don't call me by nicknames, it's so ugly."

My sister didn't care. She took off her schoolbag and put it on the seat next to her. She said with a smile: "Psycho, I heard that you got into trouble again and your parents were called."

Mom was anxious and glared at us back and forth: "My words are useless, right? If you call me by nicknames again, you won't be allowed to eat at night."

My sister whispered: "It doesn't matter, I'm losing weight anyway."

"If you lose weight again, you will fly." I teased.

"It's better to fly away, so I don't have to see your face every day. Hate~ it~!"

"Beep..."

Mom pressed the horn hard and shouted: "Shut up, both of you are born in the Year of the Rooster! You fight as soon as you meet."

My sister leaned over and whispered: "Mom, I am really born in the Year of the Rooster."

I quickly replied: "I testify that she is indeed born in the Year of the Rooster."

Mom took a deep breath, leaned back on the seat, covered her eyes with the back of her left hand, didn't speak for a long time, and clenched her right fist, trembling slightly. I turned around and scolded my sister: "Look, it's all your fault. You made our mom so angry. Who made you born in the Year of the Rooster?"

My sister pouted at me: "Did you get mad because you were born in the Year of the Rooster? It was obviously you who made our mom so angry. You are a scourge in our family. Not only are you ugly, but you are also annoying."

I immediately retorted: "How am I ugly, huh? I inherited the good genes of my parents. How dare you say I am ugly? Who are you looking down on?"

My sister looked at me: "Ling Xiaodong, I have always been curious. We look nothing alike. Are you my real brother? Did you take him by mistake in the hospital?" She turned around and tugged at my mother's clothes: "Mom, did you take him by mistake in the hospital? Is that right? Is that right?"

"No, no, no!" Mom said impatiently: "Your brother looks exactly like your dad. He is not your and my biological son. Who gave birth to him? Is he yours?"

I continued to scold: " Look, you made our mother angry. Oh, you are such an unfilial daughter. "

Mom sighed and said, "I say, uncles and aunts, can you be quiet? I am tired of working every day, and I have to serve you two. Why did I give birth to you two?"

My sister kissed my mother on the cheek and said with a smile, "Mom, don't be angry, I love you."

I quickly kissed my mother on the face and said with a smile, "Mom, I love you too."

My sister snorted, "You just know how to copy others, you have no creativity."

Mom pushed my face aside and said, "Okay, okay, I love you, I love you too. If you can be quiet for a while, I will love you even more."

Because my sister hasn't been home for half a month, my mother took us to have a big meal. When we got home, we remembered that my father was alone at home and forgot to cook for others. But he was addicted to playing mahjong online recently, and he forgot about eating and didn't even make a phone call.

My mother confiscated my cell phone, my notebook, and even my comics collection into a box, saying that I should concentrate on studying and she would return them to me after the college entrance examination. I pretended to cry, knelt down, and hugged my mother's beautiful legs in stockings, but it was useless. My mother was heartless and unmoved.

During the long night, I could only spend time studying.

Because it was the weekend, I slept in the next day. When I got up, I found that only my sister and dad were eating.

I asked, "Where's mom?"

Dad was holding his cell phone, eating and reading text messages, and seemed not to hear. My sister didn't even look at me and said, "She received a call this morning and left in a hurry."

"She left. I asked her to give me a ride." As she said this, she sat down and grabbed the fried dough sticks and stuffed them into her mouth.

My sister frowned and looked at me with disgust: "Can you be more particular and brush your teeth before eating?"

I lifted my pajamas, scratched the itchy spot on my waist, chewed a few times, and said: "Isn't it better to brush your teeth after eating?"

"I ate all the bacteria into my stomach, it's so dirty." My sister sat aside with the bowl, far away from me.

At this time, my father's cell phone rang. He looked at the caller ID, looked up at the two of us, got up and went back to the bedroom. My sister stared at the bedroom door for a moment and whispered to me: "Do you feel that Dad has been mysterious recently?"

"Dad has always been mysterious. When I was a child, I always thought he was an agent like 007."

I said nonchalantly.

"I'm not kidding you, I'm serious." My sister stared at me.

I looked up at her: "What do you mean?"

"I don't know, I'm asking you."

"How should I know? You're so nervous." I suddenly remembered something and said to her with a smile: "Good sister, lend me your phone for a while."

"No." My sister refused decisively.

"Lend me your phone for a while, I'll make a call, please, good Beibei." I put down my dignity, put my hands together, and begged.

"Lend me dad's phone."

"Dad has been in the room for a long time and hasn't come out. I need it now, lend it to me, I'll make a call, and I'll return it to you immediately." As he said this, he reached out to take it, but unfortunately he was a step slower and was hid behind his sister.

I chased after her, and my sister quickly got up and took two steps back, sitting on the sofa, holding the phone in both hands and hiding it behind her back. I went over to grab it, she kicked me, and as a result, her body tilted and she lay on the sofa. I pressed on her, touched her under the butt with both hands, and snatched the phone. My sister struggled even more urgently.

We were entangled with each other, and because we had just woken up, we were both wearing thin pajamas. Through the fabric, I could vaguely feel the temperature of young bodies, and my nose was full of the smell of waking up mixed with the body fragrance of young girls.

Just as we were playing, my father came out, startled, and asked: "What are you two doing?"

My sister stretched her neck and shouted: "Dad, help me, he is a hooligan~!"

I looked up and said: "I wanted to lend her my phone, but she refused."

My father frowned and scolded: "How old are you? Do you know the difference between men and women! You are not like a brother at all."

I climbed up angrily, and at the same time held my sister's hand and pulled her up. My sister tidied her clothes and pouted at me: "You don't look like a brother at all." As she said, she handed the phone to me. I took it and turned to the bedroom.

I called Lu Yiyi and asked her to come to my house to study. In fact, of course, I wanted to continue what I didn't finish yesterday.

It's really uncomfortable to be interrupted after holding back for a whole day.

Chapter 2 (1.2) Let your girlfriend wear her mother's stockings

After my dad answered the phone, he left in a hurry without even finishing his breakfast. I don't know what he was busy with.

My mobile phone and notebook were confiscated, so I could only sit on the sofa and watch TV while waiting for Lu Yiyi to come.

My sister was lying on the other side of the sofa, playing with her mobile phone, her left leg crossed over her right leg, her smooth and white feet swaying, looking very comfortable.

I thought that when Lu Yiyi came later, it would be inconvenient for this guy to do anything here, so I wanted to coax her out.

"That... Ghost Foot Seven."

"What? Psycho."

A few years ago, she twisted her foot and walked with a limp. It happened that I had just watched Huang Feihong at that time, so I gave her the nickname Ghost Foot Seven. At first, she was quite resistant to this nickname, but she was resistant to hers, and I called her mine, so she had no choice. Later, she happily accepted it and gave me the nickname of Psycho.

To be honest, I think I like this nickname a little bit, and it seems to fit my temperament.

"You finally have two days off, why don't you go out and play with your classmates?"

"I finally have two days off, so I have to stay at home."

"Go out and play for a while."

"I~ No~" My sister said in a long tone while playing with her mobile phone.

I reached out and grabbed her round and cute fleshy big toe, gently shaking it, coaxing: "Go out and play for a while."

She was shaken by her toes, but she didn't resist, just said impatiently: "You are so annoying, why do you always want me to go out."

"I will review my lessons and do my homework later." I continued to shake.

"You write yours, what does it have to do with me." My sister pulled her foot back with force.

"You are at home, disturbing my study."

"Wow~! I have electromagnetic radiation, and I can also disturb your study."

"The main reason is that you are too annoying. When I think of you at home, I feel upset and have no mind to study."

"Go away." My sister kicked me hard.

I turned aside and hummed a limerick I made up: "A ghost-legged seven-legged, all day long, staying at home and refusing to leave, really annoying."

My sister was not angry either. She lifted her little feet and hummed while playing with her phone: "A psychopath, with a hard head, gets slapped three times a day, sometimes naked."

Just as I was about to fight back, the doorbell rang. I walked over to open the door and saw Lu Yiyi standing outside with a smile.

She was dressed casually today, wearing a sea blue jacket, white cropped pants, light pink sneakers, and a schoolbag slung over her shoulder; she had a braided pigtail, air bangs, and a light makeup on her oval face, full of the innocent temperament of a girl next door.

She was much taller than the girls of the same grade, almost as tall as me, but she was well-proportioned and dignified, with no signs of hunchback during visits to the prison. And her back looks a bit like my mother. When she came to my house before, I often stole my mother's clothes for her to try on. It fits her well, but she just can't wear her mother's temperament. Maybe it has something to do with her aura.

Lu Yiyi's mother and mother have been friends for nearly ten years. She has been coming to our house since she was a child. We are childhood sweethearts. She is also very familiar with my sister.

"Hey, why do you keep trying to drive me out? It turns out that there is a distinguished guest coming." My sister stretched out her hand to greet Lu Yiyi: "Hi~ ! Sister-in-law, long time no see. "

Lu Yiyi was used to her jokes and was no longer shy. She smiled and said, "Beibei is at home. Is the school on vacation?"

"Yeah." My sister nodded, then pouted and complained with a wronged look: "I finally got two days off, and he kept trying to drive me out. I don't know what his intention is."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense with her." I pushed Lu Yiyi's back towards the bedroom. She took her schoolbag off her shoulders and said, "Wait a minute, I'm going to the bathroom."

While she was in the bathroom, I approached my sister and lowered my voice and said, "I'll treat you to a movie. Do you want to go?"

"Not interested." After a pause, my sister rolled her eyes and said, "Why not just give me two hundred yuan?"

"Where do I get so much money?"

"Don't give me that. Take out your stamp album. Any one of them is worth a hundred or eighty yuan."

"Fifty."

"Two hundred."

"Seventy."

"Two hundred."

"Forget it." I thought to myself, I might as well go out and get a room if I give you two hundred.

"One hundred and fifty." Seeing that I didn't bargain, my sister started to lower the price herself.

"One hundred, if you want it, take it, if you don't want it, forget it."

"Give me a movie ticket."

"Okay!"

"Plus a set of children's games."

"Ah? Are you blackmailing me? One hundred yuan plus movie tickets plus stamps, that's more than two hundred."

"You can just give me two hundred."

I was so anxious that I didn't have time to compete with her. I gritted my teeth and said, "Okay! I'll give you another set of children's games later. You leave now."

My sister got up slowly and muttered, "You're in such a hurry to get me out, there must be something fishy."

When Lu Yiyi came out, my sister just closed the door from the outside.

"Hey? Beibei went out?"

"Ah, she went out to the movies."

"Oh, I said I haven't seen her for a long time, and I want to chat with her." Lu Yiyi looked a little disappointed.

I said impatiently, "Oh, what's there to talk about with her, she's a nuisance." After that, I put my arm around her shoulders and walked into my bedroom. Lu Yiyi picked up her schoolbag and frowned, saying, "What are you doing? You're in such a hurry."

I pushed her into the room, closed the door with my heels, and then rubbed my hands and looked at her with a smile. She seemed to have guessed what I was thinking, her face turned red, and she said, "I knew you had bad intentions, and you still said you wanted to study together."

"Do the serious things first, and then study."

I went forward to hug her, and pressed her down on the bed, and my mouth moved towards her cherry-like thin lips. She put her hand on my face, pushed me away, struggled to sit up, and said seriously: "I'm telling you, we can't do this anymore."

I was like a koala, wrapped around her back, put my hands under her armpits, gently hugged her, kissed her swan-like slender white neck, and muttered: "What can't be done like this anymore?

What?"

"Oh~! Why are you so annoying? I'm talking to you about something serious." Lu Yiyi struggled to push me away.

"The most important thing now is to get on the bed and fuck." I rushed up again.

Lu Yiyi dodged, grabbed her schoolbag and hit me on the head twice, angrily said: "Can you be honest?"

I touched my head and said with a wronged look: "I am very honest, you see my hand did not touch you." Seeing her unhappy face, I put away my playful smile, sat up straight, and asked: "What's the matter, tell me."

Lu Yiyi sat on the bed and said: "My mother scolded me severely yesterday."

"Ah? Why? Doesn't your mother object to our relationship?"

She lowered her head, hesitated for a moment, and said: "My mother asked me if we are that."

"Which one?"

Lu Yiyi knew that I was asking knowingly, so she grabbed the pillow at the head of the bed and hit me in the face. I hurriedly smiled: "I know, I know, it turned out to be that one. But... not... how can your mother Know? Did you tell your mom? "

She turned her head and glared at me: "Your mom told my mom on WeChat. I was just about to ask you, how did your mom know?"

I scratched my head with a guilty conscience: "Yeah, how did my mom know? It shouldn't be..."

I pointed at her suddenly: "It must be you! She must have seen something about you."

"What about me can she see?" She looked at me suspiciously: "Didn't you tell me?"

"I'm not stupid, why should I tell my mom about this?"

"Then how did you explain it to your mom yesterday?"

"I said... um..." I pondered for a moment and asked back: "How did you explain it to your mom?"

"My mom asked me what we were doing in the storage room. I said, you wanted to kiss me, but I didn't let you."

"Hey~ ! You are the one who took the blame. It was you who kissed me. "

"You asked me to kiss you!"

Lu Yiyi was anxious. She glared and stretched out her hand to pull my ear. I screamed in pain and said repeatedly: "It's me, it's me. It's all my fault. You, you, let go, it hurts!"

Lu Yiyi let go of my ear and asked: "What did you tell your mother?"

"I said... we were playing hide-and-seek."

"You are stupid. How can a senior high school student play hide-and-seek? Your mother would believe it." Lu Yiyi picked up the pillow again and hit me in the face.

"What else can I say? I can't say you wanted to kiss me. It makes you look like a female gangster."

"You are the female gangster. No, you are a gangster."

"Then what? What did your mother say about you?" I asked. "My mother just scolded me and didn't say anything else."

I clapped my hands and laughed, "See, that's right. They used to match us together and always teased us for being a young couple. Young couples have sex. At our age, we would have been parents in ancient times. I guess they have been mentally prepared for it. Fucking is a matter of time."

Lu Yiyi frowned and said with disdain, "Can you stop swearing?"

"You only talk about me. You "fucked my mom" two days ago."

Lu Yiyi was anxious and said with her hands on her hips, "You "fucked my mom" first."

"Don't slander people's innocence out of thin air. When did I fuck your mom?"

Her face was swollen. Her face turned red, and she picked up the pillow and smashed it on my head for more than ten times. I raised my arm to block it, saying, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong, it's not okay for me to be wrong."

Lu Yiyi stopped, her delicate chest rose and fell, she panted, and glared at me fiercely: "If you do this again, I... I will tell your mother."

"You haven't even married yet, and you want to complain to your mother-in-law. Be careful that I will make things difficult for you when you get married in the future."

She rolled her eyes at me: "Don't be conceited, I'm not sure whether I should marry you."

I smiled slightly: "It's better not to get married. The sky is high and the birds fly, the sea is wide and the fish jump, I don't want to be tied down by you."

"What did you say?" Lu Yiyi glared at me angrily.

"You didn't say it, it's not sure whether you should get married."

Lu Yiyi's eyes suddenly turned red, picked up her schoolbag and turned away.

I quickly stepped forward and held her hand, and apologized: "I was joking, I was joking. How can we not get married? We are a perfect match made in heaven. If we don't get married, the matchmaker will be so angry that he will have a cerebral thrombosis." Lu Yiyi held it together for a moment, and couldn't help laughing. With tears in her eyes, she scolded: "Can you be a little more serious? You are so slick all day long, like a street thug." I muttered: "You are talking more and more like my mother." Lu Yiyi said with a smile : "Why don't you call me mom?"

I didn't hesitate and said, "Mom."

She felt a little embarrassed, took her schoolbag and walked towards the desk, whispering, "You are so shameless."

I was so pent up that I almost went crazy. I chased after her like a pug, licking her face and said, "Mom, let's study after we have sex."

"You..." Lu Yiyi turned her head and glared at me, and asked loudly in anger, "Are you going to study or not? If you don't study, I will leave."

"Study, study, study, now." I saw her making a move to leave, and quickly grabbed her. What should I do if she leaves? I must not let her go at this time. I must stabilize her first.

Lu Yiyi glared at me sideways, sat down at the desk, took out the study materials, and urged, "Hurry up."

Helplessly, I could only sit down and study with her, but my heart felt like a cat scratching, and I felt uncomfortable all over. In addition, we were so close, the temperature coming from her body, and the faint shampoo scent on her hair made it increasingly difficult for me to control myself. It was as if there was a ball of fire in my body, and the penis in my crotch was erect, hard and hot.

Although Lu Yiyi always forced me to study, in fact, my grades were better than hers. Every time we did homework together, she had to ask me for help. Our heads were close together. While I was explaining the problem to her, my right hand touched her waist dishonestly, feeling the delicate and elastic skin of the girl through her clothes, and I imagined the scene of stripping her clothes and throwing her on the bed to bury my head in piles.

Lu Yiyi did not stop me, as if nothing had happened, she was listening to me carefully.

After touching for a while, I felt unsatisfied, so my hand slid down and got into her from the hem of her clothes. I felt warm and smooth, and I couldn't help but pinch it gently.

Unfortunately, before I could enjoy it, she stabbed my other hand with the tip of the pen without saying anything. I screamed in pain and quickly took my hands out of her clothes.

I looked at Lu Yiyi pitifully. She stared at me for a moment. For some reason, she suddenly laughed, but at this moment, she couldn't help but farted.

The scene was very awkward for a while. Lu Yiyi's face was flushed. I smiled and asked her: "What did you say just now?"

"I...what did I say?"

"Just now." I said seriously: "What did you say? "Puff"?

Lu Yiyi realized that I was making fun of her. Her cheeks became even redder and she said angrily: "I said I love you."

"Ah?" I pretended to be surprised and laughed: "You love me just like farting?"

She was angry and took the pen and stabbed my hand a few times. I screamed in pain and dodged repeatedly.

"I can't study well with you. I'm going back." Lu Yiyi packed her schoolbag and prepared to go home.

After a long time of fooling around, I still had things to deal with. How could I let her go so easily? I hugged her from behind, pressed my face behind her ears, blew hot air, and whispered in a low voice: "Good Yiyi, dear baby, brother misses you so much that he can't stand it."

Lu Yiyi stopped packing, turned her head and said: "You are annoying~! Let go."

"No."

"Are you going to let go?"

"I won't let go."

"You..."

Lu Yiyi tried hard to separate my arms, but she was so weak that she couldn't move my hands. I was really angry, so I just pushed her forward while she wasn't paying attention, put one hand around her waist, and unbuttoned her pants with the other hand.

Lu Yiyi was pressed on the back by me, her upper body leaned forward, her hands supported on the desk, and she struggled to get up, but no matter how she twisted, she couldn't break free from my restraints. After all, it wasn't the first time I took off her pants, so I was familiar with it. I untied the rope in two or three strokes, and then took it off together with her underwear, revealing her round and white buttocks, which looked particularly perky because of the posture.

I just felt my throat dry, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, pulled my pants down, and the hard iron cock popped out instantly.

"You...what do you want to do?" Lu Yiyi seemed a little flustered.

"Fuck you."

"If you dare to force me, I'll tell your mother. Oh~! Wait a minute!"

As she was talking, I had already thrust my penis outside her vagina, with the huge glans pressed against her pink labia. I was surprised to find that the soft bulge between her legs was already wet and muddy.

"It's already so wet, and you're still pretending." I whispered in her ear, laughing and laughing.

Lu Yiyi's neck was already red, and she bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth and panted softly. It seemed that she knew that struggling was futile and had given up resisting.

I couldn't bear it any longer. I held my penis with one hand, slid the glans on the labia twice, then aimed at the vagina and thrust hard, just like squeezing a ball of soft meat, directly pushing into the center of the vagina, and the feeling of comfort instantly swept over my body.

"Hmm~!"

Lu Yiyi thrust her body forward and let out a low moan from her throat. I was so hot now that I didn't care about being gentle with her. I thrust my back and thrust hard, not only thrusting deep every time, but also rubbing the center of her womb.

I had never done it with other girls, so I didn't know what they thought of me, but through observation, I was somewhat confident in my cock. Anyway, every time I thrusted in, I could fill her pussy up completely, and after a few thrusts, she would gasp and moan.

Lu Yiyi supported herself on the desk with both hands, and her delicate body would tremble slightly every time I hit her ass.

Because her pants were only pulled down to her thighs, her legs couldn't be spread too far apart, and her honey slit was particularly tight, and the tender flesh inside her pussy tightly wrapped around the shaft, which made me more and more lustful, and my erection reached its peak.

"You... well... be gentle... ah... don't... use too much force..."

The snow-white skin on Lu Yiyi's neck had turned pink, and her whole body was moving back and forth with my thrusting, humming and moaning in her mouth.

I stood behind her, fucking her like crazy and hungrily. I put my hands in from the bottom of her coat, moving along the smooth curve until I touched the two soft fleshy breasts. Through the fabric of her vest, I could feel the two cherry-like nipples were already erect. I couldn't help but gently pinch them, which brought out a dreamy moan.

Lu Yiyi was rocked back and forth by the fucking. Because of her height, her heels were forced off the ground. Her two slender legs trembled slightly. Her hands tightly grasped the edge of the desk. Her body was tense, her neck was raised, and she moaned and panted continuously. I wanted to take off her clothes, but I didn't want to stop fucking her. I simply rubbed the girl's tender and immature breasts through her vest, and my lower body kept thrusting.

Maybe it was because I hadn't done it for too long. After fucking for a while, I actually felt like ejaculating. I quickly stopped, calmed down, took the opportunity to take off her coat, and played with the two soft lumps of flesh on her chest.

"My legs... my legs are numb..." Lu Yiyi got a moment to breathe, tapped the ground with her toes, and trembled slightly.

This posture is enjoyable, but it is really not very convenient, especially when she doesn't cooperate, it affects the performance. I hugged her small waist and slowly moved to the bed. The penis was still inserted in the hole. With every step, I could clearly feel the squeezing and kneading of the flesh hole.

I put her on the bed, took off her sneakers, grabbed two small feet wearing light yellow boat-shaped cotton socks, buried my face in the small and cute soles of her feet, and took a deep breath. The slightly sour sweat smell was not smelly, but it was particularly stimulating to the sense of smell, and the penis in my lower body couldn't help but tremble.

"Pervert." Lu Yiyi blushed and pulled her feet out of my hand.

I reached out to take off her pants. Maybe it was a done deal, or maybe she really wanted it. Lu Yiyi gave up struggling, stretched out her hand to push my arm aside, and took off her pants and underwear together. Seeing that I was staring at her smooth lower body, she felt embarrassed and grabbed the thin blanket to cover her body, leaving only her little head exposed, looking at me shyly.

I couldn't stand this stimulation, so I got into the bed quickly, picked up one of her thin legs and put it on my shoulder, thrust forward, squeezed the tight flesh, and sent the penis into the depths of the vagina again.

"Hmm~!"

Lu Yiyi raised her slender waist and let out a trembling moan in her throat. I hugged her slender legs and pumped wildly, fucking her back and forth, and her hands randomly grabbed the quilt.

"You...slow down...um...ah...it hurts a little..."

"It hurts with so much water? It's almost flooding the Golden Mountain."

Lu Yiyi moaned and groaned, but she still didn't forget to grab the pillow at hand and threw it at me. I pretended to be shocked and angry, raised my eyebrows, and shouted: "You bold and shrewd woman, you dare to attack me. I will punish you severely!"

After that, I increased the force of pulling and pulling, and each time I thrust to the bottom, the glans frequently and forcefully hit the delicate uterus. In an instant, the lewd water splashed and the sound of slapping was endless.

"Ah~! Are you crazy...ah...ah...are you crazy...so hard...ah...what are you doing..."

Lu Yiyi is a thin girl. Although she is tall, her honey hole is extremely shallow and narrow. Usually, she has to leave a section outside when she thrusts to the bottom. At this time, she thrust too hard, and it seems that all of it was sent in, rubbing against the flesh, which is very comfortable.

After a few dozen crazy fucks, Lu Yiyi suddenly remembered something and looked up and said, "Wait... wait a minute... stop... ah... ah... stop..."

It was impossible to stop, I asked while fucking, "What are you doing?"

"You... ah... you forgot... to wear that... um..."

I just remembered that I was too impatient and forgot to wear a condom. At the same time, my mother's warning echoed in my ears, and I couldn't help but tremble in my heart, but now the arrow is on the string, how can I pull it out halfway to put on a condom.

"Next time, definitely next time."

"Oh no... no... ah... we... we agreed..."

Lu Yiyi struggled to get up, so I simply picked up her other thin leg, carried it on my shoulder, sank down hard, pressed it on her chest, thrust my hips, and fucked her hard.

"Ahhh... ahhh... ahhhh... you... um... I'm going to die..."

She moaned quickly and tremblingly, holding my arms tightly with both hands, and her vagina wrapped around the penis, squeezing desperately.

I felt that she was about to come, so I didn't want to endure it, and thrusted a few times frantically. Suddenly, I felt the vagina spasm, and Lu Yiyi raised her head and moaned, holding my wrist with one hand and holding the edge of the pillow with the other hand.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of sticky honey gushed out from the center of the flower, filling the cavity. I only felt the glans burning hot, my spine numb, and thrust hard, the glans pressed tightly against the center of the flower, and streams of thick white semen gushed out, and the comfortable pleasure was like ascending to heaven.

After a moment of stalemate, I tilted my body, my penis left my vagina, and fell on the bed, gasping for air. Lu Yiyi was even worse, her mouth slightly open, her expression dull, her whole body trembling slightly, and it took nearly five minutes for her to gradually calm down, then she climbed up weakly and walked out the door.

I was worried, so I chased her and saw her go into the bathroom, turn on the shower and carefully wash her lower body. I suddenly felt a little guilty, walked over, and said softly: "Do you want my help?

Lu Yiyi had a tense face, turned the shower head, and sprayed water at my lower body, but she couldn't help laughing and said: "Wash yourself first."

"Wash together, wash together."

I stepped into the bathtub and squeezed with her flesh. Lu Yiyi pushed me and told me to get out. I hurriedly hugged her and said repeatedly: "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, it's slippery. Be careful not to fall. Ah... Wow..."

While I was opening my mouth to speak, Lu Yiyi raised the shower head and sprayed water on my face, filling my mouth and throat, as revenge for what happened just now.

After playing and laughing, we finally finished the mandarin duck bath. Lu Yiyi ran back to the bedroom naked on tiptoe. I followed her, looking at her trembling little butt, and my lust was aroused again.

After entering the room, I saw her get into the quilt, so I also lifted the thin quilt and squeezed in, and took her in my arms. The two of us had just taken a bath, and our flesh was pressed against each other, feeling smooth and fragrant. I put my left leg on her body, buried my head on her tender breasts, opened my mouth and held the cherry-like pink nipple, sucking and sucking.

Lu Yiyi was giggling because of me, and she reached out and patted my head: "What are you doing, I'm not your mother. "

When she said that, I suddenly remembered something, climbed up from her, turned over and got out of bed, and reached out to pull her up. Lu Yiyi was confused: "What are you doing?"

"Come here, come here." I pulled her up with force.

"I'm not wearing any clothes." She pulled the quilt with both hands, trying to cover her naked body.

"Oh, I just want to take you to put on clothes."

"Ah?" Lu Yiyi probably guessed what I wanted to do, frowned and said: "You... let me wear your mother's clothes again."

"Don't ask, you will know when you come here."

"What will happen when your family comes back later? It will be so embarrassing. "Lu Yiyi refused to give in and tried to pull me back. Finally, she simply grabbed the edge of the door and refused to go out.

There was really no other way, so I asked her to wait, then ran to my parents' bedroom naked, opened the closet, picked out a few of my mother's clothes, and opened the drawer with ease. I hesitated for a long time between black stockings and flesh-colored stockings, chose black stockings, and finally picked up a pair of black high heels and stumbled back to the bedroom.

"I won't wear it. Why do you always make me wear your mother's clothes?" Lu Yiyi pouted and made a scene.

"You...just wear it for a while. You look so beautiful in my mother's clothes. I like the way you look in stockings."

I licked her face and coaxed her.

"I'm going back. If your family comes back later, I'll be dead. "Lu Yiyi sat on the bed, picked up her clothes and prepared to put them on. I knelt beside her, hugged her slender legs, and pleaded aggrievedly: "Good Yiyi, just wear them, you are my goddess."

"Ah~ ah~! You are so annoying! You...you are not secretly in love with your mother, right?" Lu Yiyi frowned and looked at me with a puzzled look.

"What are you talking about, that's my mother, can I be interested in my mother?" I confessed: "My mother is good-looking, but I am not a pervert. I...I just think that my mother's clothes are all very beautiful, and they are...expensive, and you can't afford them, so I borrowed them for you to wear, dress you up beautifully, and then...then...then beautifully."

Lu Yiyi has been fooled many times, and this time she didn't fall for it. She glared at me and said: "Don't give me that, you just want me to wear your mother's clothes and then do that with me. You are a pervert."

"How can I be a pervert! I... How about this, let's go to your house and wear your mother's clothes, how about that? Ouch~!" Before I finished speaking, I was punched on the head.

Although Lu Yiyi was reluctant, she finally agreed reluctantly after my tireless coaxing. She first put on a white shirt, then sat on the bed, put on black pantyhose, put on a black straight skirt and a black waisted short suit, and finally stepped her black silk feet into black pointed high heels.

Although she kept saying no, she seemed very happy after putting on her mother's clothes. She turned around in front of me and said with a smile: "How about it, does it look good? "

Lu Yiyi's figure is somewhat similar to my mother's. She is neither too fat nor too thin in my mother's clothes, especially the black pantyhose. Her legs are long and thin. After putting on black stockings and high heels, her hips shrink, her curves are more smooth and beautiful, and her legs look slender and sexy.

The only flaw is that her breasts are not big enough to support her, and her buttocks lack fleshiness. In short, she does not have the plump beauty of my mother. After all, she is still a little girl and lacks some of the charming charm unique to women.

But it's better than nothing. I nodded repeatedly, saying that it looks good, then knelt on the ground, hugged her black stockings and gently stroked them with my hands. The smooth, slippery and cool feeling was simply too good.

"Call me mom." Lu Yiyi said with a smile.

"Mom." I shouted without hesitation.

"Good boy, good boy, good boy. "

She gently stroked the top of my head, while I stroked her black legs. Somehow, my mother's image did not appear in my mind, but I thought of Lu Yiyi's mother. The cock under my crotch was erected again, and I couldn't help it. I flipped her over on the bed, spread her legs, straddled her body, put my hands into her straight skirt, rubbed her white and plump pubic mound through her black stockings, and stretched my head to her neck, kissing and licking like a pug.

"What are you doing, I'm your mother~!" Lu Yiyi was having fun, pretending to struggle, but giggling.

I was naturally happy to cooperate, kissing her, and mumbling breathlessly: "My son can't help it, Mom, please be kind and let your son fuck you."

"No, we really can't."

"Mom, just let me fuck you. "

Just as I said this, the door was pushed open. I was startled and looked up. I saw a beautiful woman wearing a light gray business suit and skirt, black stockings and high heels standing outside the door. She was holding the door handle with one hand, her mouth slightly open, her eyes wide open, and she looked at us in amazement.

Chapter 3 (1.3) Found by Mom

The expression on Mom's face gradually changed from astonishment to anger.

My scalp was numb, and my hair stood up. I trembled and said, "Mom...Mom, why...why are you back?"

My mother's beautiful face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. Her chest was heaving, her body was shaking slightly, and she stared at me angrily. The air seemed to freeze.

Lu Yiyi lowered her head and hid under me, not daring to look up. Mom didn't say a word. After a moment of stalemate, she slammed the door shut with a bang.

Lu Yiyi suddenly lifted me up, picked up the pillow and hit me hard, while hitting me, she whispered in a crying voice: "It's all you, it's all you, I hate you so much!"

I saw that her face was red and hot, and I didn't dare to say anything more, so I let her vent. The main reason was that I didn't expect Mom to come back so early. I was almost impotent because of that just now.

After Lu Yiyi vented her anger, she hurriedly took off her mother's clothes and changed into her own clothes. I comforted her: "It's okay, it's okay, you are going home anyway, but I am the unlucky one." She glared at me: "What do you mean it's okay? How can I see your mother in the future? It's so embarrassing! I want to die now. You... What else, what if your mother tells my mother?" I put my hand on her shoulder and patted her gently: "Don't worry, this kind of thing... My mother will never tell your mother, she... She can't say it." "Get out! Don't touch me anymore in the future!" Lu Yiyi opened my hand and lowered her head to put on her shoes. I took the opportunity to quickly put on two clothes and walked out with her. Before leaving the room, Lu Yiyi was a little scared and looked at me pitifully. I encouraged her for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage, opened the door, and walked out. Mom was like an ice sculpture in the middle of the living room, with her arms folded across her chest, her face livid, her beautiful and charming phoenix eyes narrowed into a slit, as if she was emitting murderous intent before she closed her eyes, and she seemed to be really angry.

Seeing this, Lu Yiyi was so scared that she wanted to retreat. I reached out and pushed her waist, and she lowered her head and walked quickly towards the door in small steps. When she passed by Mom, she lowered her head and whispered, "Auntie, I'm leaving."

Mom didn't say anything, I followed Lu Yiyi closely, imitated her, lowered my head, and whispered, "Auntie, I'm leaving too. Ouch~! It hurts!"

Mom grabbed my ear and pulled it back hard. Lu Yiyi not only watched me die, but also took the opportunity to quickly open and close the door and slip away.

Mom twisted my ear, pulled me to the bedroom door, and then kicked me in. I staggered to the foot of the bed, curled up into a ball, blinked my eyes, and looked at her pitifully.

My mother looked around for a weapon, but she couldn't find a suitable one after searching for a long time. Finally, I couldn't help it, pointed to the bookshelf, and whispered: "Dictionary."

She looked at the bookshelf in the direction of my finger, turned back and glared at me: "Why do you have to talk too much?" Then she rolled up her sleeves, walked over angrily, and slapped me on the head with her bare hands for more than ten times.

In the past, I made mistakes and was often beaten, but they were all on the arms and buttocks. It was rare that they were so hard as today, hitting the head. In my eyes, my mother now is a roaring female dragon. I am afraid of angering her again. I endure the pain and dare not even hum.

After beating me for a while, my mother grabbed my ears again, glared at me breathlessly, and asked with gritted teeth: "What were you doing just now?"

"No...nothing, just...just chatting."

"Chatting? What? And, what did you say when I pushed the door in just now? Tell me again."

"I forgot." I dared not repeat it again even if I was beaten to death.

"Forgot, you forgot. Okay, you forgot." My mother pressed my neck with one hand and slapped my head with the other hand, cursing: "You little bastard, you have no respect, you dare to make any joke, right!"

I begged for mercy: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I was really wrong."

After beating me for a while, my mother let me go, stepped back two steps, put her hands on her hips, glared at me, and gasped heavily. This is the first time I have ever seen her so angry. I was getting more and more scared. I dared not say any dirty words I usually said. I could only admit my mistakes honestly: "Mom, I was wrong, I was really wrong. I won't dare to do it again."

"You were wrong? You still know you are wrong?" Mom roared: "Kneel there!"

I shuddered and knelt on the ground.

Mom pointed at the clothes on the bed and asked: "Tell me, what's going on?"

"This...this..." I suddenly found that my usual cleverness was gone. I hesitated for a long time and said: "It was Yiyi, she...she wanted to wear it, so I got her two pieces."

"She wanted to wear it?" Mom obviously didn't believe my lies.

"Yes, yes, she...she said she especially liked your clothes. She said you look good in them, and she also wants to try them." Lu Yiyi was not here at the moment, so I threw the blame on her for the time being. Anyway, she also threw the blame on me at her mother's place yesterday, so it was fair.

"Oh, she wants to wear it? If she wants to wear it, you can give her your mother's clothes. Did you get my consent?"

Mom put her hands on her hips and stared at me condescendingly.

"Mom, don't you like her very much? When she came to our house, you gave her this and that, just like your own daughter, closer than Beibei."

"Still talking back!" Mom roared, and I was so scared that I shut up immediately.

Mom stared at me for a moment and asked again: "I ask you, did you take away all the socks I lost before?"

"I...I..."

"Did you give them all to Lu Yiyi?"

"Yes, yes, I gave them to her. She...she likes them." I took the opportunity to throw the pot out again. Good Yiyi, I'm sorry for you. I really don't dare to admit to my mother that I put her socks on my dick and masturbated.

"You are so generous, giving your girlfriend your mother's clothes. Do you know how expensive those socks are? Have you forgotten your mother now that you have a wife?"

"No, no, no, mom, your position in my heart cannot be replaced by anyone."

"Still talking nonsense, still talking nonsense!" Mom hit me on the head twice, angrily saying: "Ling Xiaodong, I tell you, I just spoiled you too much, spoiled you to the point of lawlessness. You don't know how to be ashamed. Kneel here and reflect on yourself."

After saying that, mom picked up the clothes on the bed and slammed the door. My legs were numb from kneeling, but I didn't dare to get up. After a while, I vaguely heard someone talking in the living room, as if my mother was talking to someone on the phone.

My heart skipped a beat. Could it be that she was talking to Lu Yiyi's mother on the phone? If her mother knew about this, it would be a big trouble.

After kneeling for more than half an hour, my mother pushed the door in, stared at me for a moment, and then sat down by the bed. The room was dead silent. I wanted to say something, but I didn't dare to speak.

After a long while, my mother said, "I just talked to your Aunt Rong on the phone."

Before she could finish, I rushed to say, "You didn't tell Aunt Rong everything, did you? Such a shameful thing, you..."

"Kneel down." My mother shouted, "You still know shame?"

"I don't care, but Yiyi is a girl after all. If her mother knew about this..."

I was halfway through my words, and I saw my mother glaring at me, so I quickly shut up.

Mom suppressed her anger and said as gently as possible: "I went out early this morning to meet Yiyi's mother. We, as mothers, have no objection to your two dating. We are also mentally prepared for you to develop to that stage. But you are now in the third year of high school, which is a crucial year. We originally planned that you two should separate for a year. After you are admitted to college, you can talk about whatever you want. Even if you really want to get married, we have no objection."

I quickly joined in: "I support it. I fully support this proposal."

"Too late!"

"What do you mean too late?"

"From now on, you are not allowed to see Lu Yiyi again."

"Ah?" I frowned: "You...are you going to break up the couple?"

"I will break up the couple "I... not... you... why?" "You still have the nerve to ask why?" Mom stared at me: "Just now, how can you let me meet Lu Yiyi in the future? Isn't it embarrassing?" "Yes, it's a bit embarrassing. But you and Aunt Rong are good friends after all. You can't hide from her daughter all your life, right?" "Why should I hide from her? Am I ashamed to see people? She should hide from me. Besides, as long as she doesn't fall in love with you and doesn't enter our house, why should I be embarrassed with her?" "You won't do that? Lu Yiyi is very generous. After a while, she will get over it." "She is generous, and your mother is small." Mom turned her head and said, "I can't get over it." "Mom~ ! "I knelt on my knees, moved to my mother's side, hugged her black silk legs with both hands, put my face close to her, pretended to be crying, and begged: "You are a magnanimous person, please be kind and forgive her. Yiyi is the love of my life, I really can't live without her."

Mom sneered: "You are so...talking the same old thing. Just now you said that your mother's position in your heart cannot be replaced by anyone, and now it becomes that Lu Yiyi is your love of your life. Which of your words is true?"

"This... after all, they can't be compared. One is mother, and the other is wife. Mom, wife, wife, mom, you can't live without anyone."

"Don't talk nonsense to me, you don't need a wife now, you only need mom."

"No...you, you are just naked hegemonism."

Mom raised her eyebrows: "I am hegemonism, if you have the guts, run away from home and go by yourself."

I hugged my mother's beautiful legs in stockings tightly with both hands, and smiled flatteringly: "How dare I, even if you lend me a hundred courages, I dare not run away from home. Besides, I can't bear to leave you, mommy."

"You talk nonsense all day long."

Mom slapped the back of my head, and I cried out in pain. Mom looked down at me, hesitated for a moment, stretched out her hand to rub my head, and asked: "Does it hurt?"

I pouted, nodded, and then put my face on the icy and slippery legs in stockings, pretending to be extremely aggrieved, and said it hurt.

"You deserve it. You deserve a beating every day." Although the words were harsh, her hands kept rubbing my head gently.

"Mom, I was wrong. I will never make you angry again."

My mother's anger just now really scared me. Now that my mother's anger has subsided, I am gradually attracted by the black silk legs under the gray professional narrow skirt. Since I learned the Internet term "holding thighs", every time I make a mistake, I will kneel on the ground, pretending to be a joker and acting coquettish, and hug my mother's silk stockings legs tightly.

In fact, I just want to take advantage of my mother. Sometimes when I am having fun, I will pretend to accidentally lift up my mother's skirt and sneak a peek at the beautiful scenery under the skirt wrapped in pantyhose. I know that this is wrong and against morality, but I just can't control my inner desire because it is too exciting.

I have liked the touch of stockings since I was a child. After the awakening of sexual consciousness, I have a special liking for beauties wearing stockings.

But I couldn't go out on the street and touch other people's stockings secretly, so I could only do it to my mother at home. After all, even if my mother found something unusual, she wouldn't treat me as a hooligan and send me to the police station. At most, she would give me a beating, which was still acceptable compared to touching the beautiful legs in stockings.

And I suspect that the reason why I became a severe stockings fetishist is related to my mother's love of wearing stockings.

Because my childhood memories are basically all formatted, only the picture of my mother wearing various stockings is deeply imprinted in my mind. Whether it is true or not, I often use this reason to convince and comfort myself.

Due to my mother's influence, I know a lot about stockings. For example, the black pantyhose my mother is wearing today is velvet stockings. It is slightly less transparent than crystal silk, but has better elasticity, better feel, dense and delicate, soft and smooth.

I like my mother to wear this kind of stockings the most, because the surface of the stockings has a little matte, which makes it look more noble and elegant, which matches my mother's temperament.

Maybe I was too involved in touching it, and my mother felt something was wrong. She rubbed it and suddenly raised her hand to my head again, scolding: "Get up! What do you look like all day long."

Although I was very reluctant, I still let go of my mother's black silk legs and wanted to stand up, but because I knelt for a long time, my legs were numb, and I knelt down again with a "thump" halfway up.

My mother was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter and said with a smile: "What are you doing? It's not the New Year yet. You're giving me such a big gift, but there's no New Year's money."

I was already kneeling, so I might as well do it more thoroughly. I just prostrated myself on the ground, kowtowed loudly, and said loudly: "Thank you, mother, for raising me."

"You are so poor! Get up." My mother kicked me. It hurt quite a bit when her black pointed high heels kicked me, but I felt very happy. I don't know if I have any masochistic tendencies.

"Pull me." I reached out my hand. My mother hesitated for a moment, held my hand, and with a little force, she pulled me up.

My mother sat down on the bed, patted the place next to her, and said to me: "Come here, sit down."

I saw that her expression was much more relaxed, and her anger had subsided a lot. According to convention, the next step should be a painstaking lecture. Although I was extremely impatient, I still sat down next to my mother obediently. My mother raised her hand and stroked my hair, saying softly: "Son, I'm not forbidding you to have a relationship, the key is that you are now in the third year of high school, which is a crucial year in your life. Do you understand?"

"I understand." I nodded obediently.

"Then can we put our minds back and use them on studying?"

My mother smiled, her eyes were kind, and the light of maternal love radiated from her body, but I knew that if I said no, I would be greeted with thunder and anger.

"Mom, I'm really working hard to study."

"How hard."

"I've worked hard. You can see that I can always get into the top ten in the class."

"But you are only in the top 100 in the grade, and your school is not a key high school. With your current grades, it's a bit difficult to get into an ordinary first-class school."

I closed my eyes, nodded, and pretended to be humble and learn.

My mother showed a rare tenderness and said softly: "I have thought about it. In the past, I was busy with work and relaxed my discipline on you. Now... we must go all out from now on and sprint for the college entrance examination."

"No, Mom, I have been sprinting. You see, I can't finish the test paper every day. I even solve the game. I just occasionally take a short time to be intimate with Yiyi and relieve the pressure......"

I saw that my mother's face was frosted again, and I immediately changed my words: "Of course, that's all in the past. From now on, all entertainment activities will be cancelled. From now on, I will turn a deaf ear to the outside world and concentrate on reading the books of saints. Do you think it's okay?"

My mother touched my forehead and said with a smile: "I know my son is sensible. So, don't play with that stamp. I'll put it away for you first."

"Ah ? "I stood up and screamed: "Stamps are confiscated too."

"No, I'm keeping them for you temporarily."

"Those...those are my treasures, they are my lifeblood."

Mom put away her smile: "Your beloved one moment, your lifeblood, how many of them are you reluctant to part with? Ah? Why is it so difficult for you to concentrate on your studies?"

I put my hands together and said with a sad face: "They are just poor and helpless stamps, they can't affect my studies, please let them go."

"You've been serious for a while, and you're talking nonsense again." Mom said expressionlessly: "Take them out for me quickly, don't let me find them myself. If you let me do it, I will really confiscate them from you."

I pouted helplessly, took down a stamp album from the top of the bookshelf, and handed it to my mother. Mom flipped through it and asked, "That's all."

"That's all." I nodded, but in fact it was just the most ordinary one. I had hidden the expensive one. Of course, I was not on guard against my mother, but against that little thief.

Mom didn't know stamps. She flipped through it a few times and closed it. She stood up and touched my hair, and said with a smile, "This is my good son. Study hard."

I replied, "Everyday progress."

"That's good to know." After that, Mom left the room.

I breathed a long sigh of relief and collapsed on the bed. Anyway, this level was safely passed. I am a little worried about Lu Yiyi now, but my mobile phone was confiscated by my mother, so I can't contact her. I don't dare to go to her house to find her, so I can only wait until school starts.

It was almost noon at this time. After lying for a while, my mother pushed the door in and asked me to get up, saying that she would take me out for dinner. This is also part of the process. First, beat him up, then nag him, and finally take him out for a big meal, slap him and give him a sweet date. It's an old trick.

Mom went into the house and changed into a white lace shirt, a khaki waist windbreaker, a black knee-length skirt, skin-colored stockings that looked almost real, and black frosted high-heeled boots. She carried a new Prada bag on her hand, and let her hair down, which was usually tied up, into a low side ponytail. She put on a pair of sunglasses before going out, and her aura immediately changed from a strong career woman to an urban hot mom.

I followed behind, and just after closing the door, Mom suddenly remembered and asked me where my sister had been. I told her the truth and told her that my sister had gone to the movies. Mom carried her bag in one hand and took out her mobile phone with the other to send WeChat messages. When she arrived at the gate of the community, she whispered something and put her phone away.

I didn't ask, but I guess Mom asked my sister to go to dinner together, but my sister ran away and couldn't be called back.

My mother took me to a taxi to eat Western food at the Western restaurant we often go to. The steak here was very delicious. Unfortunately, my mother kept nagging about studying while we were eating. I could only pretend to nod and say yes while eating, but in fact I swallowed it along with the steak.

When we finished eating and were about to leave, a man's voice suddenly called my mother's name. I looked back and saw two middle-aged men in suits walking towards us with smiles. My mother was startled and greeted with a smile: "Mr. Li, it's such a coincidence to meet you here."

"Yes, it's such a coincidence. We see each other every day in the company. It's not easy to get off work, and you have to meet me again." The man with glasses walking in front looked at me and asked with a smile: "Is this...your brother?"

My mother covered her mouth and smiled: "No, this is my son."

"Oh!" Mr. Li was surprised: "Your son is so big! You always say that your son is naughty, I thought your son just started elementary school. It turns out that he is so big."

I bowed obediently: "Hello, uncle."

"Oh, you are so polite. You have good family education." Mr. Li praised him twice, and then introduced the flat-headed man behind him to my mother: "This is Mr. Chen from Xicheng. This is our marketing manager..."

"Zheng Yiyun."

The flat-headed man looked at my mother with a smile, and my mother also looked at her with a smile.

"Ah, do you know each other?" Mr. Li was a little surprised.

Mom nodded slightly: "Yes, old classmates."

The flat-headed man, Mr. Chen, smiled and said: "I haven't seen you for more than ten years."

Mr. Li said: "That's perfect, what a coincidence. Let's find a place to sit together, old classmates meet, there's something to talk about."

"Let's do it another day. I have something to do with my son in the afternoon." Mom had a very business smile on her face.

Mr. Li looked at Mr. Chen and said: "That's fine, maybe we have time another day."

After a few pleasantries and saying goodbye, mom quickly left the restaurant. I followed closely behind and flattered: "Mom, you were so handsome just now. You are simply a strong woman in the workplace."

I wanted to flatter her, but I flattered her on the horse's leg. Mom turned her head and said: "Nonsense, your mother is a strong woman in the workplace. It's only when she came home to see you that she became a housewife."

I raised my thumb and praised: "You are a good person in the hall and the kitchen. Not only You are as beautiful as a fairy and you have an extraordinary temperament. It is a blessing for dad to marry a wife like you. I will find a wife like you in the future. "

Mom sneered: "Oh, you don't want to find your Yiyi girl?"

"Lu Yiyi is no match for you. She is at most a maid in front of you." I remembered the scene just now and asked: "Mom, are you and that Mr. Chen really classmates?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"The way he looks at you seems a little wrong."

"What's wrong?" Mom looked at me sideways.

"I can't explain it clearly, but it's a little wrong." I didn't dare to tell my mother. The man's eyes were full of greed, just like the look in my eyes when I saw a beautiful woman wearing stockings. He pretended to be serious on the outside, but his mind was full of dirty thoughts.

After a moment of silence, my mother said, "He is one grade higher than me and is my senior. He... pursued me before."

"Did you agree?" I was stunned for a moment and pretended to be surprised: "That guy's eyes are a bit similar to mine. Could I be your illegitimate child with him? Ouch~!"

I was slapped on the head again.

"He talks nonsense all day long." Mom scolded him, and then said, "I ignored him."

"Why? I think he's handsome, more handsome than dad."

"That guy has bad character. When he was in school, he got a junior girl pregnant, and then forced her to abort the child."

"The man is a scumbag."

Mom suddenly stopped, turned her head and looked at me, self-deprecatingly saying, "Why am I telling you this."

I laughed and said, "It's just gossip. Scientific experiments show that gossip can quickly bring people closer together."

"Come on, we are close enough. I wish you would stay away from me now."

Just as I was about to speak, I accidentally saw a familiar figure flashing in the crowd in front of me. After a closer look, it was indeed my dad, and on his body was a beautiful girl in her teens, with her hands on his arms and her head on his shoulders. The two of them behaved very intimately.

I was startled, afraid that my mother would see me, so I pointed in another direction in surprise and said, "Oh! Isn't that... isn't that someone?"

My mother looked in the direction of my finger, looked for a long time, and asked, "Who is it?"

"That one... the one who plays the emperor in TV dramas." In order to cover up for my father, I started to make up stories, although I didn't know why I did it.

"Zhang Tielin? Chen Jianbin? Zhang Guoli? Tang Guoqiang?" My mother was still guessing, and finally got anxious: "Who is it?"

I looked back and confirmed that my father had disappeared. Then I scratched my head and said with a silly smile, "I saw it wrong."

My mother rolled her eyes at me: "You're wasting time."

All the way, I kept wondering what the relationship between my father and the young girl was. I remembered what my sister said in the morning. My father's recent behavior was a bit abnormal and mysterious. Could it be related to the young girl?

I returned home with doubts. My mother bent down to take off her high-heeled boots and asked, "Son, what's wrong with you? You looked so sad all the way, as if someone owed you money." I vaguely felt that this was not a trivial matter. Before I figured it out, I didn't dare to tell my mother the truth, so I made up a lie to fool her. I changed my shoes and went to the bathroom. When I came out again, I seemed to hear my mother talking to me in the bedroom. I went over and opened the door and asked, "What did you say?"

But the scene in front of me made me stunned. At this time, my mother had taken off her coat, shirt and skirt. I saw her with her back to me, her upper body slightly bent forward, her hands behind her back, unbuttoning her violet lace bra. Without the cover of clothes, her delicate white skin like porcelain was exposed, her round and lovely shoulders, her silky back, her slender waist, and she was completely free of the bloated obesity of middle-aged women; underneath was skin-colored pantyhose, tightly wrapped around her plump buttocks, and the dark underwear inside was vaguely visible, mysterious and sexy, and particularly attractive.

This gourd-shaped figure with big breasts, thin waist and round buttocks is the most coveted figure by men. Perfect like my mother, it is one in a million.

"I said that when Beibei comes back later, she will be angry if she knows that we went out for western food without her. Go to the supermarket and buy some..." Halfway through her words, my mother suddenly realized something and turned around. She saw me leaning in from the door and staring at her blankly. She quickly grabbed the clothes on the bed and covered her chest with them. She scolded me with a little embarrassment: "What are you looking at all day long?"

I giggled: "Looking at fairies descending to the earth."

My mother reached out and grabbed a plastic makeup bottle on the dressing table, threw it at me, and cursed: "Get out!"

I quickly closed the door and slipped out. The beautiful picture just now, however, could not be dispelled for a long time in my mind.

Chapter 4 (1.4) The little witch’s trap

Although my mother forced me to study, my mind was full of my mother’s beautiful buttocks wrapped in pantyhose and my father shopping with that beautiful girl. I had no mind to study.

In the evening, when it was almost time for dinner, my sister had played enough outside and came home humming a little song. She was originally happy, but as soon as she entered the door, she was scolded by my mother. My sister was a little confused by the scolding. After the incident, she dragged me to the balcony and whispered to me why my mother was so angry.

I think my mother must be angry because of what happened in the morning. She didn’t vent her anger, but she had already beaten me up and couldn’t bring up the past. She suppressed it for an afternoon and finally vented it all on my sister. But I couldn’t tell her about this matter, so I could only pretend to be confused and said casually: "Who knows, it may be because of work. I have been pretending to be a grandson all day, and you ran into the gun. It’s your bad luck."

My sister pouted, muttered something, and turned to go back to her room. I was annoyed about my dad's affairs for a whole day, and I was worried that I couldn't find anyone to discuss it with, so I pulled her back and told her what happened at lunch.

My sister's first reaction after hearing it was to look at me in surprise: "What, you went to eat steak at noon, and you didn't even call me?"

It's true that no one knows a daughter better than her mother. Her reaction was exactly what my mother thought.

"Who told you to go out early in the morning? Mom must have contacted you. Who told you not to come back."

"She asked me to eat, but she didn't say we were going to eat Western food. Besides, it was obviously you who tricked me out. No, you have to compensate me for the steak."

"It doesn't matter. Didn't you hear what I said just now? Dad was shopping with a girl who is not much different from your age. He was quite happy."

My sister pulled her thoughts back, and after a moment of silence, she frowned and said, "No wonder he has been so mysterious recently. It turns out that he is secretly dating a little girl. Ah~ ! "

My sister suddenly screamed, which scared me. I asked her what happened. She said: "If mom knows about this, it will be a big problem."

I rolled my eyes at her: "Nonsense, do you need to tell me this?"

My sister frowned and looked worried: "But the truth will come out sooner or later. Their relationship will break down, they will quarrel, fight, and finally get divorced."

She suddenly raised her head and asked me seriously: "If they really want to divorce, who will you live with? Let me make it clear first , I must live with my mother. You are the eldest son of the Ling family and have the obligation to carry on the family line, so you will most likely be awarded to my father. If my father marries that little girl again, then you will have to call her mother. "

I looked at her with a smile: "What are you thinking about in your little head every day. This is still a far-fetched thing. What if that girl is just the daughter of my father's friend? What if that girl is our distant relative? Think about it carefully. If my father really wants to have an extramarital affair, he must find someone with a different age. There aren't many women, so why would he choose a high school girl? My dad is a little handsome, but he's not handsome enough to charm a high school girl. "

"Maybe that girl is just after his money. Maybe she is being kept by my dad?"

"Although my dad is successful in his career and has a good salary, it takes a lot of money to keep a high school girl. Where does my dad have so much money?"

My sister looked at me sideways: "You said it as if you know a lot."

"I guessed."

Just then, my mother suddenly appeared behind us and asked suspiciously, "You guys What are you two doing here? What are you whispering to me? What can't I hear? "

We were both startled, and I quickly stretched out my hand and shouted: "Pay back the money! I borrowed the money from you last month, pay it back quickly. Mom, Beibei is a deadbeat, he owes me money and doesn't pay it back."

My sister put her hands on her hips: "You are the deadbeat, when did I owe you money?"

My mother sighed: "You two are never done, you just know how to quarrel all day long. Come out to eat."

We looked at each other and followed my mother to the dining table. I glanced and saw only three pairs of bowls and chopsticks.

Just as I was about to speak, my sister asked first: "Mom, where is my dad? He won't come back for dinner?"

"Who knows where he went? He didn't answer the phone and didn't reply to the message."

My sister and I looked at each other, didn't say anything, sat down and ate obediently. After dinner, my mother cleaned the table herself and asked us to go back to our rooms to study. I was worried about something, my dad and that girl, Lu Yiyi, and my mom's beautiful legs in stockings. My mind was in a mess, so I had no time to study.

My cell phone, computer, and comics were all taken away by my mom. I cleaned the house twice in the afternoon. Now I had nothing to do, so I rummaged through the desk drawer and found an old radio. Fortunately, it still had power, so I just lay on the table and listened to the radio.

Just when I was about to fall asleep, the door behind me was suddenly pushed open. I knew who came in without turning around. I was so scared that I sat up straight, but I didn't turn off the radio in time.

Mom strode over, patted my head, reached out and snatched the radio from me, and said angrily: "Why is it so hard for you to study? Where did you get so many gadgets? How many things did you hide?"

"Gone, gone, all gone."

"Really all gone?"

"If you don't believe me, search."

Mom stared at me for a moment, said: "Study hard." Then she took the confiscated radio and left the room.

It should be possible to concentrate on studying now that all distractions are gone, but it still doesn't work. I don't know what happened. I felt my head swollen and my eyelids were fighting after sitting here and reading for a while. In the end, I just did nothing and took a nap on the table.

I didn't know how long it had been in a daze, and suddenly I was hit on the head. I sat up instinctively, wiped the saliva from the corner of my mouth, turned my head and looked, and saw Mom squatting with a cup of hot water, standing behind me with a gloomy face. I quickly pretended to lower my head to do the test paper, muttering:

"It's so difficult, this question is so difficult to do."

"Don't pretend to be stupid with me." Mom put the water cup in her hand on the desk and said angrily: "You are studying hard like this."

"I am really studying hard. I overworked my brain and took a break. I just lay down and you came in."

Mom said nothing and turned to leave the room. I was just thinking something was wrong when Mom came back with a chair in her hand and placed it next to me.

I asked hurriedly: "What do you mean?"

Mom sat down, crossed her arms, leaned on the back of the chair, her two slender legs crossed and raised, looked at me expressionlessly, and said coldly: "Watch you, so that you won't be absent again."

I was anxious: "You...you are a bit too much, how can I study if you are still here."

"You can't study if I am here? Then when you go to the examination room, the invigilator will stand next to you, can you drive him out?"

It seems that my mother is determined to monitor me here, and I can only passively accept it helplessly. She sat next to me, let alone absent-mindedness and napping, even if I feel itchy and scratch, she will warn me, which is stricter than the self-study class in school.

I asked tentatively: "Mom, are you going to keep watching me like this in the future?"

"Where do I have so much free time? I am correcting you now. When you can concentrate on studying, I will retire."

"Well, then you have to stay by my side for the rest of your life." I muttered softly.

"What?"

"I say you are like Meng Mu who moved three times."

"Stop talking nonsense and focus on studying."

At this time, my mother's phone "dinged" and a message came in. She picked up the phone to check. I lowered my head and pretended to study hard, but I couldn't help but glanced at it from the corner of my eye. When my mother is at home, she will change her professional clothes and put on a loose knitted long shirt, which directly covers her hips like a dress. The stockings will be replaced with leggings. Although they are very similar to pantyhose, they are slightly thicker than stockings, and the light and transparency are slightly worse. Maybe it's more comfortable. I haven't worn it, and I don't know what it feels like. Anyway, my mother will change it after she gets home.

Sometimes her hair is still tied up, and sometimes it will be let down and tied into a loose ponytail, which looks very casual.

Of course, this kind of home dress is not useless in my eyes. Although it is a little lacking in appearance, it has a more lazy temperament. Especially when my mother bends over to work, sticking out her plump round buttocks, I always can't help but want to hug her from behind and ask, "Mom, do you need help?"

Today, my mother tied a low side ponytail and a bow. She wore a black and white striped knitted bat shirt on her upper body, skin-colored leggings on her lower body, and panda cotton slippers on her feet. The leggings are a bit like the flesh-colored leggings worn by female figure skaters. They feel a bit thick when you look at them up close, but when you look at them from a distance, they seem to be wearing nothing.

My mother looked down at her phone, with a smile on her lips, biting the nail of her right thumb subconsciously, looking a bit playful. The pen in my hand tapped the table lightly, a little absent-mindedly, and accidentally rolled the pen to the ground. I hurriedly bent down to pick it up, and when I stood up, I subconsciously reached out to support my mother's thigh.

My mother looked up at me, and I pretended not to care and continued to write the test paper, but it was just that support that I couldn't let go for a long time. Although the leggings don't feel as good as stockings, this kind of unintentional touch makes people feel particularly stimulating. Now my attention is completely diverted, and I have no intention of reading.

Mom was still looking at her phone. After a while, I couldn't help it. I hesitated for a moment, then deliberately rolled the pen to the ground and bent down to pick it up. This time I pressed directly on Mom's thigh, making meaningless groans, as if I was struggling, searching back and forth on the ground.

It was a little dark under the desk, but I could still see Mom's calves wrapped in flesh-colored leggings and her cute feet in panda cotton slippers. I really wanted to grab that slender and round ankle and squeeze it gently, but unfortunately I had no guts and could only think about it in my heart.

I pretended to be exhausted and picked up the pen. When I stood up, I deliberately increased my strength and took the opportunity to gently pinch Mom's leg. I have to say that Mom's beautiful legs are really fascinating. They look slender and long, but when you touch them, you can feel the soft flesh through the leggings. This flesh is different from the loose and fat flesh of middle-aged women. It is obvious that she usually exercises, and it is tight but not muscle hard. It feels really comfortable to touch.

Mom held her phone and looked up at me. I pretended to be embarrassed, smiled silly, and started to write the test paper. Mom didn't say anything and continued to look down at her phone.

After five or six minutes, I started to feel itchy again, and accidentally, the pen rolled to the ground again. When I was about to put my hand on my mother's thigh and bend down to pick it up, my mother slapped my hand aside and scolded: "You are sick, the pen keeps falling down." Then she bent down to pick up the pen, slammed it heavily on the desk, and warned sternly: "If you drop the pen to the ground again, be careful that I will kick you. You are always making trouble."

I don't know if my mother has discovered my little thoughts, but I really don't dare to play tricks anymore, and honestly lowered my head to write the test paper. But there were messages coming from my mother's mobile phone, which made me a little upset. I couldn't help knocking on the table and said: "Hey, mom, you disturbed my study. If you want to play with your mobile phone, please go to the living room, okay?"

Mom was a little embarrassed and got up and left the room. I thought she had left, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but she came back and sat down and said, "Mom is wrong. I put the phone in the living room, you can study hard."

I didn't expect my mother to be so persistent, and I really had no choice but to study hard under her supervision.

Just when I was about to finish the test paper, the room suddenly went dark and the power went out. Every time the power went out in the classroom, everyone started slamming the table and smashing the benches, howling and screaming like serfs who had been liberated. Because of the habit I developed in school, when the power went out at home, I couldn't help but yell, "The power went out~!"

Immediately, my sister's voice came from the other side: "I know~!"

Then I was hit on the head, and my mother scolded me: "It's a power outage, so what are you screaming about."

I don't know how she could hit so accurately in the dark, as if she had aimed in advance. I rubbed my head, stood up and said, "Mom, don't be afraid, I'm here."

"It's dangerous when you're here. My phone is on the sofa, go get it for me."

"Yes, sir. Wait here."

Due to the instant power outage, my eyes have not yet adapted, and the room is dark. I instinctively reached forward and groped, and my right hand touched my mother's body. Although there was a sweater between us, I could still feel the plump and soft flesh, like a big white steamed bun just out of the oven. I was sure that it was my mother's breast, but I still pinched it subconsciously. It was big, round, and elastic.

"Where are you touching!" Mom yelled and slapped my arm aside.

I quickly apologized: "Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it."

"If you did it on purpose, I'll chop your hand off." Mom scolded, and after a moment of silence, she said: "Go quickly, what are you doing?"

I hurriedly groped around my mother and went to the living room to get my phone. Mom said that I should go, but she followed me out. In the darkness, I secretly smelled my palm without my mother's knowledge. In a trance, I seemed to smell a milky fragrance. My head was dizzy, and I decided not to wash my hands for the rest of my life. Just as I walked out of the bedroom door, my sister came out with her mobile phone. She took a photo for me, took my mother's mobile phone, and found a flashlight by the way.

But just as I handed the mobile phone to my mother and was discussing the cause, the house called again. At the same time, the door was unlocked, and my father came back.

"Did the power go out just now?" Dad asked while changing his shoes.

"Where have you been all day? You didn't stay at home for a day off, and you're back now." Mom asked back in a bad mood.

"That... my colleague's child had something wrong, and I went to help." Dad's words were a little hesitant.

My sister and I looked at each other.

Mom continued to ask: "What's going on? You're busy all day." When dad walked by her, she sniffed and asked: "Have you been drinking?" Dad said: "My colleague's child is also in high school and will soon take the college entrance examination. Xiaodong is also going to take the college entrance examination this year. I went to discuss it with him and drank two glasses in the evening." Mom sneered: "You don't care about your own children, but you still care about other people's children. You just deliberately go out to avoid idleness. Your son is almost going to heaven, do you know that?" Dad looked back at me: "What's wrong with you? Did you make your mother angry?" "No, I'm very good and have been studying at home." I pretended to be innocent. Mom glared at me and the couple went back to the house together. I whispered to my sister, "I think it was a misunderstanding. Luckily I didn't tell mom."

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