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Chapter 13

12days ago Incestuous Novels 5
The virgin in the woman's mouth is naturally her asshole

Rong Xinling has always regretted that she was clean, but Ouyang Zhiyuan was not the first person to have a love for love; he was not the first person to hold the penis in his mouth; but no one had touched or even seen the last hole.

She was glad that she could still keep something for the bastard, and even looked forward to the arrival of this day more than Ouyang Zhiyuan

Rong Xinling has searched many times online for this and knows that Du Mu's poem "Bo Qinhuai" will not be as poetic as she imagined, but she did not hesitate at all. She even didn't want to expand her anus as she said online in the early stage and relaxed it in advance. The first time there was a sweetheart, and her own fingers could not.

The moment Ouyang Zhiyuan entered her body for the first time, when the most yang-spirited organ of the love man's body and the most feminine organ in her body blended with each other, Rong Xinling was already depicting the scene today. She was willing to shed water for this love man and bleeding for him...

It is definitely a blessing to let the bastard leave unforgettable pain on himself

Rong Xinling does beautiful buttocks exercises and yoga. She always feels that if she wants to find out any shortcomings on her body, her butt should be included.

It is too big, even 3 inches larger than the bust. When you walk, you don’t pay attention to your posture. The swing of your hips looks swaying.

She doesn't want to give others an impression of being slutty except for this little hooligan

The little hooligan likes plump buttocks, Rong Xinling and Lan Nuanyi have a consensus on this

He always has to seize every opportunity and play with this part intoxication

For this, no matter the street classroom toilet balcony, as long as you catch the opportunity that others cannot see, Rong Xinling will always quietly meet some of the sensory requirements of this little pervert.

So much so that in order to meet Ouyang Zhiyuan's request, a lot of suspender mesh tight pants were prepared

skirt?

That's even more indispensable. Sometimes when you go out, you are not allowed to add pants to your skirt...

While he was thinking about it, a coolness in his ass woke up Rong Xinling. Looking from the mirror, Ouyang Zhiyuan had already sucked the needle and was eager to try it in front of his butt.

The woman's buttocks are as white as the moon. The gap between them is deep and tight. Even if she is lying on the washstand, she still can't see her asshole.

Gently spread the hip slit, a small flower appears in front of you

The shallow brown flower center radiates wrinkled petals toward the surroundings. Tap your fingers, and the petals buzz and the flower center shrinks.

Such a small anus flower can cover it tightly by pressing the belly of your thumb. How can it accommodate that giant thing?

As the warm water in the syringe slowly poured into the rectum, Rong Xinling's stool became stronger and stronger. Until the sphincter could no longer block the leakage of clear water, she staggered to the toilet and leaked.

At first, there was a little shy covering under Ouyang Zhiyuan's nose. Later, I realized that my lover liked this tune, so I had to flatter him. I pushed him halfway and half to show him a refreshing look.

After so many times, I leaned over to the washstand. Even if Ouyang Zhiyuan's fingers were still lingering between his thighs, the water would be scattered.

After a while, she took a bath for her lover. The wounded woman was almost fucked and crawled back to the living room.

Look...Is there enough water flowing?

Rong Xinling was pressed on the sofa, her knees were almost lifted to her ears, and she felt that her thighs were already covered with love juice.

Um……

Ouyang Zhiyuan has been in a state of inability to stop. The teacher is free to restrain and can always do something at the moment when he is not ejaculated. At this time, he slapped a little while when his sperm is about to be opened, and he was so amazed and crying: Fuck you, you can't let me ejaculate this time Ah, you little slut... I can fuck you to death again in a minute...

no

Rong Xinling kissed the sweat beads from her sweetheart's nose and chuckled: Queen Mother Nuan'er has spoken, she can only squeeze the emperor's rain and dew once a night. If there is too much, you will be punished. Here you can kneel down and control your strength.

While talking, the woman was lying half-folding on the sofa, her breasts were almost hanging under the ribs, and most of her buttocks were hanging outside the sofa.

When I opened my legs and looked, the originally crystal clear vaginal fluid had been fucked white, and it winded down my perineum to my asshole.

When did you say this? When I go back, I will fuck the Queen Mother of the West Palace to death... But if you want to fake the imperial edict, you will have to fuck you to death to death. Anyway, you will be rebelled if you want to die?

Ouyang Zhiyuan muttered, grabbed his penis and approached the small anus flower: Hello, how to get Ah?

That is, fuck her to death... both of them are sluts...

Rong Xinling continued the conversation with one word of agreement, only then she noticed that her sweetheart was helpless and said hurriedly: Oh, Xiaozhi hasn't picked the melon yet... Is it Bo Xiaozhi? It's all my fault that I was not good. I couldn't respectfully ask the emperor to break the melon and just push it here... Slowly, your glans are big... Wait... and you're going to stop after entering...

Ouyang Zhiyuan thought this was almost impossible to complete... Seeing the flowers unconsciously contract as the glans approached, the wrinkles slowly disappeared due to the expansion of the glans, and the congested clitoris quickly atrophy due to pain and stimulation... Do women really feel pleasure when they have anal sex?

Stop for a while...

Rong Xinling's palms were covered in cold sweat. She instinctively wanted to push away her body, but she found that there was signs of her anus being squeezed out. She hurriedly pressed her sweetheart's crotch and used his strength to hold back the corners of her eyes, which was already full of tears...

Sister Xin...

Ouyang Zhiyuan found something wrong and tentatively shrank his body back, but the woman pressed it tightly there again.

No, should I put some lubrication and lubrication, so olive oil? You see, your face has turned pale...

No, no... Sister doesn't hurt, it's nervous... It doesn't hurt, the virgin's first night is nervous, do you know? It's not good to put oil, it won't be tight if it's not tight, it won't be tight, the ankle flower won't be able to sing... What a little bit, sister's so little bit, sister really doesn't hurt... Look, sister can still move, can let it in...

Rong Xinling was anxious, afraid that her sweetheart would let go, so she didn't care about the pain in her lower body and felt a little bit painful.

The glans seemed to have entered another one or two minutes, and the woman was already tearful and her eyes were beeping.

Ouyang Zhiyuan gently pursed the tears in the corner of Rong Xinling's eyes and said with a smile: I didn't say you hurt, you said it hurts but you still don't know... Let's not play this anymore... Do you know, the Queen Mother of the West Palace said she had played it, and I will just go to the West Palace to play her tomorrow.

No no no no no no!

Rong Xinling was even more panicked by Ouyang Zhiyuan's words. How could it be reasonable to say that the two women had six holes, and none of them were enjoyed by their lovers?

As soon as the silver teeth bite, you will die this time. At worst, he will just burst me out...

He hugged Ouyang Zhiyuan's butt and pushed out himself. Most of his penis penetrated into the rectum. The man groaned, closed his eyes and fell on the sofa and kept gasping for breath. He felt that his butt was almost cracked in half. He saw that it was explosive.

Don't pull it out... I'm afraid it will hurt even more if I pull it out. Xiaozhi... I press it for a while and it's good to numb it...

Ouyang Zhiyuan's nose was sour, and he stroked the woman's clitoris very seriously and almost without pornography. He had never felt so urgent.

Sister Xin, does it hurt?

pain!

Rong Xinling responded happily

It hurts really, the scorching pain, the severe pain that almost tear the lower body, but it was just physical pain, but the heart was filled with honey

The expression on his face is more pride than pain, a kind of pride that is taken away by his beloved person.

Don’t call me “Sister Xin”, call me sister, Sister Xin sings the back flower to my brother… The one who presses on it to fuck someone is my brother…

Touch your buttocks gently, and the pain feels much lighter. It seems that the Internet is right. The thickest part of the penis is on the glans. The head is in. The pain behind it is only a matter of a while.

Ouyang, there is still a small piece outside, hurry up and insert it... and come in... warm and warm

You still frown...it hurts

Ouyang Zhiyuan slowly slid into a piece, his anus was like a rubber band that tightly clamped the root of his penis, but his glans was wrapped in a ball of soft greasy fat.

Rong Xinling didn't dare to frown anymore, because she was afraid that her lover would not thrust. This melon was so boring tonight.

Brother Xiaozhi, pull it out... Yes, slow down, hey, don't go out with the head of the little turtle, you think... oh, you think it's the hole above to make Ah

After a few rounds, the pain slightly decreased, but I felt something strange

The pleasure is unreasonable, and Rong Xinling doesn't believe that singing the back garden can lead to orgasm.

It’s just that the penis is sore and sore when it is poked in, and the intestines can be brought out like excretion when it is pulled out, which is something that the vagina cannot experience…

Brother, are you comfortable?

Is it comfortable?

Ouyang Zhiyuan couldn't explain clearly. If you want to say it was comfortable, you could move the penis two inches and penetrate the ecstasy hole with lustful water to make it feel comfortable.

Now that this beautiful woman can put the holes in her dick, she finally fucked her all. That should be called conquest.

Conquest is also a kind of comfort?

Rong Xinling... is the teacher who talks in front of the podium, the head teacher who is silent when Liu Mei locks her classroom, and the graceful lady who doesn't want to show her underwear easily... Yes, it's this wonderful man, who is spreading his legs and showing her slimly in front of him, begging him to fuck her whole body... Ouyang Zhiyuan stared at the teacher's smiling face, slowly speeding up the thrusting speed

Fuck you...

Very good...

Rong Xinling hugged Ouyang Zhiyuan's shoulder and slid onto the carpet. The most traditional posture of men and women on the upper and lower sides is also her most labor-saving posture. After all, the stinging pain in her asshole is not something to play, but she did not forget to make fun of the excitement in his ear: Little hooligan, I said swearing three times tonight... Why do you want to fuck Sister Xin's mother... Isn't it good to fuck your mother... Sister Xin's mother is... Xiaozhi's mother... Xiaozhi also wants to fuck? Are you going to cum? Are you going to cum for Sister Xin...

After the orgasm is about to be blocked by the woman, what will the upcoming eruption look like... Rong Xinling didn't have time to kiss her sweetheart to remove the fine sweat from the tip of her nose, and hurriedly rubbed her tight buttocks because of the orgasm: Relax a little... It's comfortable to relax and ejaculate... Sister will give you... The teacher will give you the butt-eye! ... Well...

The first burst Ouyang Zhiyuan chose to go deepest part of the woman's rectum, and it was gone without roots, causing the woman to suffer a severe pain and shivered with the blow... The second... The third... Rong Xinling was surprised to feel the warmth of the semen burning in the rectum, and it seemed that she could see the turtle head rushing around in the anus... She couldn't help but squeeze her vagina. Although there was no impact of semen, she also felt a bit hot. Is that her own water... Who said that there is no pleasure in anal sex?

Perhaps in the near future... Rong Xinling feels that she has a new expectation

Ouyang Zhiyuan, who was soft on his body, was satisfied. She could feel the stiffness and the number of times the penis beat in the rectum.

Rong Xinling was glad that her purpose was finally achieved. She rubbed her sweetheart's still stiff buttocks and thighs with infinite love and relaxed for him. She chuckled: Xiaozhi is so awesome... even better than a syringe, more than a syringe... Oh, look at how my sister looks under her... Woowuwu... Xiaozhi poked her sister's asshole...

The anus is still strong, and it squeezed out the dejected defeated general. The perineum still vaguely oozed out of blood, and it was seen that it was cracked.

After a storm, the woman's asshole was really beaten. The red and white liquid flowed out with the petal-like anus, winding all the way to the small carpet

Rong Xinling hurriedly picked up the underwear she took off next to her while continuing the rest of the body, and laughed at herself: Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers... Ouyang, can this be considered a "Falling red" for you?

As he spoke, his scarlet asshole gently contracted, and then the petals slowly retracted

Sister Xin...

Ouyang Zhiyuan watched the woman do some hard work and felt guilty.

When I wrote that poem in the classroom, I expected that the teacher would definitely be able to agree to her request. What I didn't expect was the teacher's initiative and the harm it caused to her.

It turned out that the teacher had known that he would be hurt like this...

Haven't seen enough yet... Look...

Rong Xinling said angrily

The pain of her lower body made her afraid to sit down, so she could only kneel on the carpet and carefully sucked away the liquid between her thighs with her underwear.

She realized the guilt of her sweetheart, but it was not what she wanted.

Xiaozhi...Sister Xin is really happy. Sister Xin wants to shed blood for you... Thank you Xiaozhi for giving Sister Xin this opportunity...

Stop talking, I know what Sister Xin wants to say, don’t excuse me Sister Xin…

If you know, it’s over, so don’t even say that you can see the flowers, aren’t they bud again?… As long as Xiaozhi wants to listen to Sister Houtinghua, he will sing to Xiaozhi, and he will sing many times…

Well... Sister Xin, keep these pants for me...

Is it a commemoration of deflowering? Little hooligan, you don’t need Sister Qiao Xin to know about your tail...

I don't tilt my tail, I tilt this...come...

It hurts down there...I can't sit down, you stand up...I can just kneel...

Xiao Zhi, the swear words you said just now... I can say it in front of Sister Xin, but don’t say it outside, okay, tell you serious things...

...I only say it when I do this... I just talk about it and it's exciting and exciting

Hum... Fucking others and thinking about others...

Where is someone else? Mom is not an outsider

You're talking about fucking my mom! I heard it refreshed

Your mother is not my mother... the same...

snort ……

sister

Um?

How old is our mother? When will we pay our respects to our mother-in-law?

…Little bastard! Little hooligan! Little...well... I will not let you go back tonight... Little pervert... Little... Be gentle... I'm going to the sofa...

The next day's Chinese class, Rong Xinling did not follow the content of the class, but only arranged a composition topic on the blackboard for the monkeys to freely play. She also lost the habit of patrolling the classroom in the past. She sat behind the podium and drank tea to prepare lesson plans and waited for the bell to ring.

So the classroom during class became lively, and the boys gathered in the corner and guessed the vast sky.

It must be Principal Lin’s motto, and I want me to say, Principal Niu can’t eat this tender grass, so he’s always embarrassed and angry

Are you sick?

You are just a problem, that is, does a woman understand good things?

You know, it’s okay if you went to the teacher’s house to circulate the trash can!

Don't bother Teacher Rong, it's Sichun! Sichun is now! I didn't see her mouth lying in a daze... Look, that's it, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, what's your tail? Hey! They are all Teacher Rong's monkeys, you can say something...

Beat me to death! Beat until his mother can't recognize him! This way... Do you still let us eat in this way?

Ouyang Zhiyuan flashed over a blackboard, and smiled and tied his intestines. Of course, he knew the real reason.

Rong Xinling is the eternal topic among boys in the class. A little bit of movement can give them infinite reverie

Thanks to the teacher's political skills, they always make boys dare not get close to each other. You monkeys are the catchphrases that Rong Xinling said the most to the boys in the class, and they also accepted them all.

Xiaozhi, your mother is looking for you

Li Chengguang crawled over from the desk on the side, holding a black canvas shoe in his hand

Fortunately, it's not Wu Hao's mother, otherwise he would definitely not be able to find him

Lan Nuanyi was chatting with Wang Jingbei and some girls outside the corridor. She smiled quietly on her hands while holding the lesson plan.

She is Ouyang Zhiyuan's mother, and everyone knows that in the class, and everyone doesn't care. Instead, she has come many times and has a few words to say to boys and girls

mom

You mother and son talk? Teacher Lan will teach us to worship when you have time

Wang Jingbei glanced at Ouyang Zhiyuan, who was half above his mother, and said goodbye with a smile

When I took a few steps and looked back, Lan Nuanyi had already taken her son's arm and went there.

Why don’t you come out to get some breath after class? I see Li Chengguang and others making trouble there, you won’t go to join in?

Lan Nuanyi pulled away the chalk dust stained on her son's hair. Looking at the boy who was one head taller, she suddenly felt like looking up. Has his son really grown up into a man?

Ouyang Zhiyuan was so embarrassed that he was afraid that the monkeys would use them as jokes afterwards.

My mother often stares at him like this, and as long as he pretends not to notice, she can look for it intently on his face like a colorful look.

mom

Well, Ah? I'm distracted... You have a small acne on your chin, and you're probably going to be penetrated. My mother squeezes you out when you get home

Lan Nuanyi smiled suddenly, but she didn't care much about the eyes around her. The masculine young man in front of her was her son.

OK

Ouyang Zhiyuan looked at Lan Nuanyi with a smirk on his face. His mother's long hair was wrapped in a bun and wrapped around her head. The fluffy thin hair behind the earlobe ran out, and the sunlight covered with a hazy golden color: Is it still as crowded as last time?

My mother often squeezed acne for him. The most recent time was when she was lying on her thighs. Her breasts just fitted to his cheeks, and she was so soft that she couldn't tell.

A mind full of confusion

Lan Nuanyi was like a thunderstorm on her son's forehead and said angrily: I'll have to go to class later, what are you thinking about... When will my mother not give you what you have to do at home?

The words emphasize the word "home", but the words are tender and tender

I just saw Teacher Rong at the entrance of the stairs. Why did I walk up the stairs and be careful and scared the kitten and dogs, and I asked, but I refused to tell me, is she feeling uncomfortable?

Ouyang Zhiyuan imagined Rong Xinling's sad face, and felt both painful and pity in her heart, and said with a smile: It's okay, I was a little cruel last night

Lan Nuanyi understood seven or eight minutes later, and she felt a little hot, and said in a low smile: What's wrong with my daughter-in-law?

Not much...

Ouyang Zhiyuan looked innocent first, then bowed his head and whispered to Lan Nuanyi for a while.

Lan Nuanyi was startled by her son's words, blushed and listened to the story. She wanted to twist it, and there were students playing slap around her, and she wanted to spit, but she was afraid that there would be ears in the wall: You can't... can't come slowly? Xinmei'er hasn't passed on that yet... No, I have to see her, but Pity sees her...

mom……

Go home early after school, my mother said to see you, the bell rings, and you'll be in.

Before he finished speaking, his mother had disappeared from the corner, leaving a faint fragrance in the air

Tang Qiaoer traveled through most of the city from the eastern suburbs and spent almost two hours on the bus.

A report issued a report a year ago, applying to transfer positions from City F.The two cities belong to a customs area, which is not very difficult. It is just that it is a bit difficult to transfer directly to the branch office, so they had to transfer to the Dongshan Port Supervision Section under the branch office as the deputy section chief in charge of review and inspection.

Tang Qiaoer pursed her lips and barely considered a balanced remark. She just dealt with the customs declaration site, and her workload was much greater than that of the neighboring city.

There were constant gazes passing by her in the car, which made her a little uneasy

It seems that the problem lies in her uniform. Customs can be considered a fat and fat unit, so the customs officer who took the bus was a rare animal, and he was a female customs officer with two bars and two stars. In addition, the colorful gifts piled up on her thighs... Tang Qiaoer gritted her teeth and took off her straight coat and put it in her arms.

When I went to Dongshan Port, I took a small car from the branch office. When I came back, I felt embarrassed to bother the enthusiastic deputy director of the Political Department. I found an excuse to buy a lot of gifts that I couldn't even call me. I held it tightly and squeezed onto the old cow-like bus.

Although Ouyang Zhiyuan has called her mother, it is only limited to her birthday, and it is rare to reopen her golden mouth again.

Tang Qiaoer is angry and funny to herself. At home at work, she is afraid that she will be three points whenever she catches someone. However, when she thinks of this big boy with a big breast, she is as angry as if she has seen a demon king in the world. I don’t know if it counts. One thing is falling down. The bus is squirming in the traffic. Looking at the strange city, Tang Qiaoer sighed silently, and put the comfortable customs department chief over there and did not do it. Why did she suffer here? Just for the child’s voice, Mom, to compensate for the fatherly love her husband cannot give?

Or is it your natural unyielding personality?

Tang Qiaoer shook her head hard and threw her messy thoughts aside. The peninsula garden in front was already looking away. She pulled her hand and held the bag, and her palms were sweating.

Ouyang Zhiyuan was walking home in a big circle, and he felt more than 120 reluctant, hoping for the weekend, looking forward to the moon, what's the matter with Tang Qiaoer?

Why not go to the teacher...

Turning around and looking at the school gate, no, I really want to go, Rong Xinling must have a life-sacrificing her life with a gentleman to make trouble, that isn't it a question whether she can continue to sit on the podium and drink tea.

I was reluctant to take out the phone, but I couldn't meet, I could complain.

Dear, we have only been half an hour apart?

The sound on the other end of the phone is as magnetic as it can immediately make people imagine

What are you doing?

Ouyang Zhiyuan changed the phone and wanted to complain, but he didn't know where to start.

The door just entered... Oh, you are so tired that you are Teacher Rong. You don’t know. The office people think I am a sign of a cold, so I’ll find medicine for me to take

Sorry, Sister Xin...

Let me talk about this and I just hung up the phone. Haven’t I got home yet?

No, don't want to go back

If you don't want to come back, you'll come to the teacher. It's not right.

There was a noise from the phone, and the woman probably sat on the sofa: Sister Nuaner didn't say that she wanted you to go home early, she said there was a guest.

That's the bad thing about this guest!

When Ouyang Zhiyuan was excited, he danced his hands on the side of the road, and explained the whole story in his mouth: What a hairy customs chief, I won’t pee her pot!

Flip the cuffs and rub the stars

Xiaozhi is not allowed to swear! Not to mention bad things about your relatives!

Ouyang Zhiyuan was stunned for a while, Rong Xinling's tone had never been so heavy. She imagined the teacher with a face covering her frost on the other end of the phone, murmured and couldn't speak.

Xiaozhi, the teacher shouldn't speak to you like this, I'm sorry

Perhaps Rong Xinling realized that her tone was serious and slowed down and said softly: Go back first, one is your mother, and the other is a woman who takes care of your father. People traveled thousands of miles to get you turned away? Good-looking, I was defeated by the teacher just now. I feel sorry for you...

Well... Sister Xin, you know I really don't want her to make a light bulb. My mother and I only have one weekend in a week

No, she was beaten by her a minute ago, right? Why did she confess her love to her innocent love?

Nonsense, can the teacher have only two weekends in a week? I know what you are doing, go back, Ah?

In any case, I was feeling unhappy when I was beaten. Ouyang Zhiyuan stepped into the door dejectedly, threw himself on the sofa and closed his eyes. The pots and pans in the kitchen were ringing, but he didn't want to find out what was going on.

Xiaozhi? Is it you Xiaozhi?

Lan Nuanyi shouted in the kitchen without any movement. She turned her head and looked at it, and said with a smile: Qiaoer, our devil is back, Xiaozhi, your little mother is inside, too

Xiao...Thank you, you are back...

Tang Qiaoer stretched out half of her body behind Lan Nuanyi and mechanically wiped her hands on her apron.

I don't know why the draft of the slimness ran away, and only these words appeared.

Come back

Ouyang Zhiyuan just buzzed lazily, looking for the remote control on the coffee table

Xiaozhi

Lan Nuanyi's tone was very light, like boiled water

Ouyang Zhiyuan shivered. He was not afraid of his mother knocking him on millet, not afraid of his mother's butt, not afraid of his mother's anger, but only fear of her tone that was as light as boiled water.

Wherever you are, where you are... Aunt Qiaoer is good

Lan Nuanyi sighed in her heart, but the little bastard still couldn't shout out.

Painting Tang Qiaoer sadly: Come on Qiaoer, teach me how to make this three cups of chicken

She can no longer force her son to do anything, she is so fucking melon that is not sweet

Tang Qiaoer's joints were white with her fingers crossed, and she looked at Ouyang Zhiyuan with a dull look, then Lan Nuanyi, and couldn't decide which side to go to. Suddenly, she felt that there was no space for her in this house.

Wenxing supper was completed in an awkward atmosphere. During the meal, only Lan Nuanyi kept picking up food for this and that person. Tang Qiaoer was like a young wife who had just passed the door. Every time Lan Nuanyi picked up food for her, she would secretly glance at the boy opposite, looking worried.

Ouyang Zhiyuan just silenced the rice, and there was no extra sound except for the phone in his pocket that had a text message ringing.

In contrast, the atmosphere after meal seemed much more relaxed. The two women were talking nonsense on the TV. Ouyang Zhiyuan also slowly changed his sex, brewing one person and a cup of tea, peeling two pears and putting them on the tea table between the two women. Although they did not hand it to Tang Qiaoer in person, they also frightened the woman...

Qiaoer, don’t be polite to him. My family is all spoiled by him. My mother is so angry that I can’t help her...

Sister, don’t say that, little... is quite sensible, Qingshan... Qingshan...

Tang Qiaoer found out that she had let go again. Ouyang Qingshan is the woman's ex-husband. What's the matter of exposing the scars in person? Where did her agility run away? Tang Qiaoer really wants to give herself a mouthful. Qingshan... Didn't I hear that he was transferred back too? It's really thanks to you. Otherwise, he is a man and an old dog, and Xiaozhi can't come back to me. Xiaozhi, the doorbell rings, see who is coming and moves his butt. Is it good to see if the emperor?

Lan Nuanyi looked at her son pretending to read the newspaper and looked angry and funny. She took a pillow and threw it over.

Although the mother and son's actions were unintentional, they made Tang Qiaoer beside him jealous and envious.

When can I throw this little devil with something...

Just as he was thinking about it, Ouyang Zhiyuan was surprised to hear: Teacher? Why are you here?

Why, I can't come to your house, Sister Nuaner, hey... the guest is here

Rong Xinling didn't wait for everyone to answer, so she took off her high heels by the shoe cabinet, and didn't change it. She came to Lan Nuanyi barefoot and sat down next to Lan Nuanyi with barefoot.

I didn't even call me and I got to know Tang Qiaoer, Ouyang Zhiyuan's mother Rong Xinling, Wenxing Tianxia 1 h) P7 \3 G/ Q My colleague and friend are also Ouyang Zhiyuan's class teacher. Why is Xiao Zhi barefoot on the tight spell on his head? Xiao Zhi, bring a pair of slippers for the teacher.

You are Xiao Zhi's tight-kill curse, how can I match...

As he said that, Rong Xinling looked at her sweetheart's little mother, Fu Fanshi, Zhu Xiu's eyebrows were picturesque, and she looked like a female civil servant's sample. She even sat on the sofa and held her belly and her chest straight.

Why did she have such a good figure when she got this shirt... and her hair bun is so beautiful that it looks so beautiful

Ouyang Zhiyuan was dazzled and dazed, and came to the shoe cabinet and looked at three pairs of high heels with neat and different styles. He just had time to think about the shoes together, so he looked really good... He heard Rong Xinling wave and smile: Xiao Zhi is not busy, it is comfortable to step on the floor cleanly, so I was impatient to wear that one, and I didn't forget to give an ambiguous look.

Three women in one play Ouyang Zhiyuan concluded that even if this statement was not from Confucius and Mencius, he would not be able to escape Zhu Mo. If it were not for the sages that could not sum up such a classic conclusion, perhaps it was still a conclusion drawn from being sad and angry when living in the shadow of such a woman for a long time.

At least Ouyang Zhiyuan felt that he should be distraught and angry. There were seven out of ten sentences that beat him as a target, and the remaining three sentences occasionally made a skewer...

Before we knew it, it was already the lights of thousands of families. Tang Qiaoer thought it would be best to stay and say a few words to her approachable sister Nuaner, but when she saw Rong Xinling was still chuckling excitedly, she gradually felt lost, and then she stumbled and said that she was about to leave.

But before Lan Nuanyi could speak, Rong Xinling, the other side, shouted like half of the owner: Oh, is Qiao'er leaving?... I wanted to leave with you, but there were some school matters with Sister Nuan'er to discuss this. I'll invite Qiao'er and everyone to have a meal outside together tomorrow, and I'll also spread Ouyang Qingshan and ask Xiaozhi to send you to you. Xiaozhi will send your mother back

Speaking of this rush, Tang Qiaoer felt that she had no excuses to stay anyway. She looked at Ouyang Zhiyuan nervously, not wanting to say it, no need to say it, and dared not say it. Very well, she smiled awkwardly: Sister Nuaner, I will go back first, Xiao Zhi...

etc.

Lan Nuanyi took Tang Qiaoer's hand, glared at the smiling Rong Xinling fiercely, and said with a smile: Where did you go back?

I went back to my house in City F. I arrived after a while after taking a taxi for 20 kilometers.

So Ah... Well, I have some bad goose paws. Take some back and Xiaozhi loves them, Ouyang Qingshan also loves them... It will be fine in a while

Lan Nuanyi was busy outside the balcony for a while before saying: Xiaozhi, hold it for your mother.

Sister Nuaner, you are so kind. You said I'll take my own people by myself

Ouyang Zhiyuan quietly snatched the big and small bags from Tang Qiaoer's hand, and pulled the coat she was wearing on her arms to her hands. He stood outside the door and watched the three women who were playing on stage together and said goodbye.

Lan Nuanyi left the door, held Tang Qiaoer's hands, and said sincerely: Qiaoer, don't want your family, my family, in fact, this is also your home... Why did you transfer to City G? I know, Xiaozhi also knows it's Bo. Xiaozhi, please go downstairs slowly, you must come often, remember?

I know sister... Then I'll leave

Tang Qiaoer's nose was sour. Fortunately, the lights in the corridor were so dim that they couldn't see it in detail, so she didn't dare to say more. She said hello to Rong Xinling and turned around.

Tang Qiaoer and Ouyang Zhiyuan walked silently in the corridor, one after another, with only the clattering sound of high heels echoing in the empty stairwell

Mom... There is a trash can in the corner in front... You looked carefully

Ouyang Zhiyuan's voice began to bring out some male-specific rough magnetism, but he couldn't see what kind of spirit it was in the darkness.

Tang Qiaoer suddenly felt very tired, running to work, squeezing the mall, and working on the bus. After that, she still carried such a bag of old and heavy things to walk a mile... Why do you feel tired now? The lights on the stairs were a little dimmed, but she felt that it was indescribable to shine on her body, and she felt tired as if she was disintegrated, and she was very tired.

It's not hindering...I...my little mother can see it

Tang Qiaoer suddenly called herself a sentence, Xiaoma, the two words come from her mouth, so natural and so pleasant

After leaving the entrance of the corridor, a clear autumn wind came towards us, and the breath of osmanthus was faintly vague. I looked up at the sky with my head raised. The lights of the city rendered the sky like a colorful and colorful. I dare not expect to see it.

But Tang Qiaoer vaguely felt that she was the star that blinked when she saw the stars...

Xiao...Mom... Don't go back to City F. Didn't you just say that there are some dormitories here? It's better to go back to the customs dormitory

Tang Qiaoer and Ouyang Zhiyuan were still walking one after another, but their pace slowed down a lot and got closer. Ouyang Zhiyuan could even smell the faint fragrance floating in front of him. Tang Qiaoer looked back at the boy behind him. He held his uniform coat and put it on his shoulder with his collar on his shoulder. He looked at the lights in the distance, as if he was talking to the air.

It's okay... City F is not far away. I can just take a taxi at the entrance of the community and get here. You don't have to send it so far.

That being said, Tang Qiaoer pricked up her ears and heard the movement behind her, and she was really afraid that he would stand still.

She felt that she was not tired, not tired at all, and she could even walk back to City F just like this

Go back to the dormitory, safe

...Okay, go back to the dormitory...

Although Tang Qiaoer hopes that the road will be longer and longer, the community gate still arrives, and there are still damn taxis waiting for the old elders to wait for the passengers.

Tang Qiaoer stood up and turned around and said softly: I'm getting in the car there...

Wear this jacket

I'm not cold

Wear it, this uniform is good tonight

Tang Qiaoer understood what Ouyang Zhiyuan meant, and wanted to laugh at his worries, but she laughed unnaturally. She put on her clothes and turned to the car. A drop of tears still fell in the wind.

Without saying goodbye, Ouyang Zhiyuan silently watched Tang Qiaoer step into the car, took out his cell phone, and a few numbers appeared on the screen: Mother's love is selfless, mother's love is boundless

It was the message Rong Xinling sent him during supper.