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Chapter 9

12days ago Incestuous Novels 6
The place where Ouyang Zhiyuan and Rong Xinling had dinner was in the southeast corner of the city, almost thirty minutes away from the school. If it was calculated by Rong Xinling's little sheep.

The restaurant is not big, it is better to be simple and quiet, with dozens of tables and three or five guests

The two of them chose a small square table by the window to sit face to face, and ordered a cube of cubes, a garlic mustard sprout, and finally a seaweed meatball soup

Maybe he was so hungry that Ouyang Zhiyuan was just greedy

Rong Xinling didn't do that. She casually pulled a few grains of rice into her mouth to respond to the scene. The rest of the time was to arrange to pick up food for her lover, or hold her cheek and watch with a smile on her face.

You really look like my mother

Ouyang Zhiyuan said something without thinking about food

Is that true?

Rong Xinling's movement of picking up food paused, and a dizziness flashed through her consciousness

I love you more than she heard when she was in her first love ten years ago

This sentence means that the lover has drawn a positive conclusion about her from another perspective

She never thought about whom she wanted to have children for, but now she just has a simple sentence that gives her the urge to be a mother for the boy in front of her.

Why did this suddenly appear?

My mother is like this, picking up food, wiping sweat, picking fish bones, and biting the remaining bones... It's almost like she chewed it in her mouth before feeding me. You're better, don't nag when eating

Then I will chew it and feed it to you, and I will also nag it.

Rong Xinling's chopsticks hesitate on the top of the dish, and it seems that she will pick up a bite of the dish and put it in her mouth to chew it.

After all, I was worried about the public and put down my chopsticks unwillingly, and continued to hold my cheeks and smile at Ouyang Zhiyuan.

Call Mom

There are many things she wants to say to her lover, but what she blurted out is like these three words that surprised her herself.

Ouyang Zhiyuan was so scared that he stretched out his neck and swallowed the mouthwash he had in his mouth into his stomach. He reached out to touch Rong Xinling's forehead and muttered to himself: It's a bit hot

Then he lowered his head and blew breath and drank tea without any preparation to raise his eyelids

What...

Rong Xinling's face was flushed. She saw the little bastard's childish worldly style and was annoyed in her heart. The overflow of maternal love became more and more uncontrollable, so she just started to play tricks on her.

Call! You want you to call! Or I will call you!

She moved her sitting upright and was just waiting for a leisurely manner. Good son, good son, screamed, but a gentle voice came from beside her: Miss, what do you want to call?

The waitress politely stood beside her hands behind her back

Oh, sorry, my mother said she wanted a cup of warm water and medicine

Ouyang Zhiyuan smiled and glanced at the teacher with a flushed face, and said seriously.

OK, your mother... this lady... isn't feeling well? Do we need to turn the temperature of the air conditioner up?

The waitress felt a little confused, and it was difficult to connect the image of the dignified and beautiful young woman in front of her with a mother with a child in her teenage years.

Ouyang Zhiyuan's instep had been stepped on by high heels countless times, but he still smiled as if nothing had happened: No need, my mother just had a fever and said nonsense. It would be good for her to cool the air conditioner.

OK, come soon

The waitress looked at Rong Xinling carefully. Seeing that she was just looking down at Xiao Kunbao, she looked for something, and her face looked a little red, so she doubted Dou Dou went away.

You are having a fever... You are talking nonsense...

Rong Xinling threw some small things that she could find on her lover one by one, using tissues, lipstick keychain, etc. to her lover to vent her indescribable ejaculation in her heart.

It is not like the sweetness of a lover speaking in his ear, nor is it like the softness of a lover groping on his body. Anyway, it is a kind of dizzy intoxication.

Even though the cunning Ouyang Zhiyuan did not directly call her the word "mom", the shock she was so shocked that she was unable to endure.

Want to say something, but find that I no longer have the logical ability

Seeing the waiter coming with a cup of water, he had to reach out to take it and take a polite sip.

Do you guys have finished their meal? Do the dishes here need to be packaged?

The waitress leaned over and asked again

Pack?

Ouyang Zhiyuan looked at the table: a few green vegetables and half a bowl of clear soup, and several meatballs floating on it, and smiled thoughtfully: Thank you, no trouble, let's pack it with your stomach and leave.

The waitress Zhan Yan smiled and went there naturally

Rong Xinling heard that he wanted to eat, so she hurriedly took the chopsticks: "You still eat... Come on, what should I eat?"

But Ouyang Zhiyuan didn't answer her words, picked up a meatball and squinted her eyes and said: Sister, what are we going to eat for dinner?

Rong Xinling was slightly surprised and responded to his words: Why did you study the next meal after eating? You can just say whatever you say

I said, I said you didn't listen, it was all turtles, stewed turtles, fried pigs... that...hey! How many times have I said I don't need to make up for this or that? When did you listen? The same tune as my mother for you.

As he said that, he stuffed the meatballs into her bowl

Lan Nuanyi also makes these 10-full-tonifying things for her son to eat?

Rong Xinling opened her mouth and couldn't say it out loud, but instead focused on the things in the bowl: What are you doing for me, such a boss

It's not that you want to eat, pack Ah, leave it tonight I'll eat it

Ouyang Zhiyuan smiled faintly

Just now, the girl asked you if you want to pack it and you said you don’t want it. Now, why are you packing it?

Rong Xinling muttered in confusion and knocked his head with chopsticks

Don't look at people with such a sarcastic smile. Is it so disgusting?

Ouyang Zhiyuan's feet first found Rong Xinling's calves under the table, and then squeezed in and slowly supported them to both sides: I didn't say I didn't pack it, did I just say I used my belly to pack this bag, nor did I say I used my belly to pack this bag.

Finally, she spread her legs to the limit and said with a smile: "Wasted City" you have the bookshelf. Jia Pingwa can make salty plum canned plums, so let's get a Chaozhou braised meatball

Before he could finish his words, Rong Xinling understood. She was a mature woman who was very charming, and she was also dizzy and her cheeks were as if she was slamming. Her pair of phoenix eyes stared at her lover, and she seemed to drip water out of her eyes: You are a big pervert, you can think of it, why can you think of it!

I kept chanting in my mouth, and I felt a burst of heat at the base of my thighs. I knew that the water inside was inevitably flowing out.

It's all you! It's wet underneath again... I'm going to wet my skirt later, so why do I walk out...

I want to close my legs, but I can't get stuck and I can't run

Ouyang Zhiyuan put the meatballs washed in the teacup into Rong Xinling's bowl one by one and smiled: Just right, there is too much water, so hurry up and block it.

You are crazy, so you can stuff so many!

Chaozhou meatballs are less than that of Jinsha chocolate balls. Five or six pieces are piled up in her bowl in a blink of an eye.

It seems that this little pervert is serious. She is secretly comparing her mind. It would be nice to be able to stuff three or five into it.

Ouyang...did they wash the bottom first? From morning until now... it has been wet and dry several times... I'm afraid it tastes bad... Uh... you said?

I wanted to take the meatballs to the bathroom and stuff them into it, but my lover said seriously that he wanted to eat them, but he didn't want to

Alas, that's the taste!

Ouyang Zhiyuan read out an advertising slogan and looked at her steadily with the table. Suddenly, he said: Sister, I'm so hard... This time I'm really so angry. I miss you so much...

Seeing that there was no one around, Rong Xinling quickly placed the bowl next to the chair and gently tried to stuff it in with her right hand, but it was okay, at least a smaller thing than her lover's, so she stabbed it to the top steadily.

She was busy working under her hands, but her watery eyes looked at Ouyang Zhiyuan affectionately and said gently: Well... Sister knows you are uncomfortable... Good brother is a little more aggrieved. I will show you tonight. You can do whatever you like. Don't think about it now... How good brother is good? How can you feel sorry for your miserable sister...

OK... Then hurry up, how many of them are you going in?

...Three, are you enough to eat? They are all stuffed...

Rong Xinling let out a long sigh, thought about it and added another one, and then wiped her fingers covered with love juice with tissue.

At this time, you can't give too much excitement to your lover, so try to briefly speak the phrase as much as possible

Where are the pants, give it to me

Why do I want that thing?

Ouyang Zhiyuan subconsciously reached into his pocket. The underwear was woven thin and slippery, and there were traces of the teacher's wetness on it.

Rong Xinling smiled and said angrily: Idiot, my sister is stuffed with a lot of stuff. After a while, one of them falls out when walking, why don’t hen lay eggs?

Take the underwear from under the table and said: If you like it, go home and return it to you

Where are you wearing here?

Rong Xinling blinked mischievously and smiled: Can I take it off in front of dozens of students, but can't I wear it here? Well, I'll pay the bill and leave...