Seeing that the school starts in two days, Ouyang Zhiyuan, in desperation, had a farewell with his mother, who was only in the lover, returned to his own and father's home in the neighboring city. I thought that without his cooperation, this home would be ruined by his father without his cooperation. I never thought that the window was bright and the dust was not touched. I sucked my nose and the fragrance was floating in vaguely.
The experience gained from my mother, Ouyang Zhiyuan knew that this was a woman's body fragrance. It seemed that my father finally decided to find a stepmother for him.
Sure enough, my father was doing sweet housework with a woman in the kitchen. Two of them. You put salt and I put vinegar. You put food and I hand over the plate. I look like I cooperate without interruption.
As they moved, Ouyang Zhiyuan also adjusted the five flavor bottles in his heart. I don’t know if he should be happy for his father to have a companion again or sad for his mother’s loneliness. He immediately showed an expressionless expression and deliberately made some tables and chairs dragging in the dining room.
Ouyang Qingshan heard the strange noise behind him and glanced at his son looking for something in the refrigerator. He leaned against the woman beside him with his elbow, turned around and smiled: Xiaozhi, when did you learn to enter the house without saying hello? Come,
The woman stretched out her arms and hugged her, her movements were natural and intimate: Let's meet her, this is her father's friend, Tang Qiaoer; Ouyang Zhiyuan, my family's king of worldly affairs
Ouyang Zhiyuan reluctantly pursed his mouth, looked up sideways, and looked up the woman up and down as the master, with a casual look on his face: Oh, Tang... Hello Auntie
The woman in front of her seemed to be in her thirties. She had moisturized mousse on her head and short neck and was neatly pressed against her ears, with big eyebrows and big eyes, and a suit for a professional woman, she was like a white-collar strong woman in office workers; only the small apron at her waist gave her a little softening.
At this time, Tang Qiaoer had a quiet smile on her face. The child's resistance was as expected, even better than expected. She mechanically wiped her hands on her little apron to hide her nervous mood and said in a calm and gentle tone as possible: Alas, Xiaozhi, you sit for a while, we'll have dinner
Ouyang Zhiyuan suddenly felt disgusted. Tang Qiaoer's tone clearly integrated her into this family. But when she met for the first time, she started to arrange her.
As soon as I thought of this, a dry word came out of my mouth: Thank you, I'm not hungry
But my hand picked up the cookie jar next to me and turned around and looked at the bedroom.
Dad, I'll go back to my room to read, please use it slowly
The meaning is very clear, it is not that you are not hungry and you are unwilling to go with you; your tone is even more rude, and you can even save your word
Xiaozhi!
Ouyang Qingshan's face is as green as his name, and he wants to teach his son a lesson when he is on his face.
The little bastard dared to make his sweetheart put a cold butt in front of him. When he was not next to him, wouldn't the turtle make this Qiaoer dizzy?
The majesty of being a father is naturally unavailable
Ouyang! Don't...
Tang Qiaoer grabbed the man's arm, and the only good feeling of self that had before disappeared
It seems that this young boy has long realized what role she will play in this room. The traditional image of stepmother in his mind is also deeply rooted. If he wants to make a change, non-men's methods can be effective.
never mind……
The future is long, I really don’t know how many good fruits she has to eat before she gets her child’s recognition. As soon as she thought of this, she couldn’t help but feel sad.
But Ouyang Zhiyuan stopped, Tang Qiaoer's voice reminded him of his mother's delicate face
When did my mother and he also liked to bite his ears when they were lingering. Ouyang Qiliner Xiaozhi screamed in turmoil
Now, Ouyang is still there, and the caller who receives nothing to do with him
I felt a bitter anger in my heart. My father's anger was like he felt helpless here. The woman's nickname of the video and video made him hate the third party who was stabbed in the father and son.
Ah...Aunt Tang, although my parents divorced, I haven't been by my dad for a while, but this doesn't mean I don't have the surname of my dad. Someone outside called me "Ouyang"
After saying that, he closed the doors all the time, leaving only Ouyang Qingshan and Tang Qiaoer looking at each other in the dining room.
Ouyang Zhiyuan, who was lying in the chair, was still holding the iron can. The biscuits were as delicious as chewing wax.
Looking back at this moment when my mother was there, either he rubbed her in her arms and fed her, or her mother was on the dining table with her face flushed... Even if she only had a bowl of vegetarian noodles or white porridge and pickles, they could always taste the seafood and mountain delicacies.
He glanced at the phone on the table. Since the cookies were hard to swallow, it would be nice to listen to my mother's voice as a condiment.
When my mother's magnetic and soft greeting came from my ears, Ouyang Zhiyuan was already speechless and tears were broken.
The situation of my love affair a few hours ago, I think back to the past life, and I waited to call out Mom, I've been speechless for a long time
Alas, Xiaozhi is you, have you arrived home? Why, Dad has cheated on you?
No... I miss you
Silly kid, it's only three or two hours... Actually, mom misses you too. Without you in the kitchen to help me get in trouble, mom is really not used to it
The mother on the other end of the phone probably remembered the picturesque beauty in the kitchen, and there was a hint of charm in her voice.
Ouyang Zhiyuan, who pinched the receiver, couldn't help but become obsessed with him. He was still feeling like a drunkard in front of his mother. Help. He also had the desire but still delicate expression of his mother. He was as beautiful as spring plum blossoms and as beautiful as autumn orchids on frost.
Xiaozhi, Xiaozhi? Why is it silent?
Uh, I'm in a daze... Mom, do you want me to help you in the future?
Well... I want it...
But you always say I'm helping
I won't tell you this anymore, but you actually know that mom likes you to help...help...well, that one is overwhelming...
At the end of the sentence, the sound was as thin as a mosquito, and I guess the woman had already dizzy and her cheeks on the other end of the phone line.
Ouyang Zhiyuan was very happy, and his depression was gone, so he stuffed biscuits into his mouth and started chatting with his mother. To be honest, he was really hungry.
What are you doing? Let my mother listen to some 'cry' sound...
Eating biscuits, I'm so hungry
I ate biscuits again and said how many times you have, what nutrition can that thing have? Look at you, what are the bones everywhere on your body? Didn’t you cook for you?
No, they are eating outside, too lazy to get involved
them?
Mom, I really made it clear. Dad just found a stepmother for me and came back. I told you why he let us go to your place to play happily and quickly. He is freeing up a place for himself.
Thinking of his father's despicableness, Ouyang Zhiyuan was filled with anger and chewed it up with a piece of biscuit in his mouth. He told the whole story of the matter
Hi, this is Xiaozhi, you are wrong. Mom also said, you two men are old and old dogs. You must have a careful and skillful person for you. Besides, your father is only forty years old. In the future, you will have a hard wing. If you fly away, you will have the heart to let him eat dried salted fish at home alone. I understand my dad, Ah? And his girlfriend. If someone doesn’t mess with your eldest master, don’t show it to others, do you know?
knew……
If you know, you have to do it. Mom won’t tell you so much. Go out and compensate Dad, why don’t you give me that... Aunt Tang - it’s better not to call Aunt Tang, call me... Aunt Qiaoer is more intimate and pour someone a cup of tea. Is it your elder? Go quickly
Ouyang Zhiyuan put down the phone with a wry smile. When he went there, there was probably no place for him to speak at home.
My mother can't change her bodhisattva heart that cares about others everywhere. She has been divorced for two years and is always worried about her ex-husband eating salty radish.
He picked up the photo frame on the table, and his mother inside was hugging the young man and smiling quietly.
Mom, I miss you so much...
The lips were gently printed on the glass. The passage of time had almost no other marks on my mother except for leaving a mature charm.
While lingering, two knocks sounded behind him: Xiaozhi? Dad is in.
Ouyang Zhiyuan turned around and had enough food and drink. It was time to settle the score.
What are you doing? Haha, I just came back from my mother and missed her again?
Ouyang Qingshan sat down carefully beside the bed, choosing the beginning of the chat without saying a word
During the dinner, he taught Tang Qiaoer a gentle lesson. After admitting his recklessness, the woman forced her to apologize to her son with both soft and hard work.
My father's gentleness naturally went beyond Ouyang Zhiyuan's expectations. I was at a loss for a moment and hurriedly followed the topic of my father and started chatting, recalling my mother's past (it turned out that my mother still had so many past events that made him admire). My childhood slowly turned to the current woman Tang Qiaoer
He hesitated for a while before he murmured: Dad, just now... it was me that was not good, so I shouldn't do that like this... Aunt Qiao'er... I called my mother and she also said I was
Oh... Did you tell your mom about this? Actually, dad is not right. You shouldn't be angry with you. It's dad that he didn't tell you about this.
Ouyang Qingshan was also happy that things had gone so lightly, and he couldn't help but feel grateful to his ex-wife and apprentice: Then... your mother is there, how are you doing now?
Well, I just want to tell you about this... Dad, Aunt Qiaoer will live in our house in the future, right?
What can I say like this, why, what do you want to say?
I was thinking, if Aunt Qiaoer lives here, then you can take care of her, but my mother is there... she is still so lonely, I want to move over and accompany her.
Ouyang Zhiyuan mustered up the courage to finish his words clearly, and looked at his father with firm eyes.
He had been thinking about this idea for several days and did not tell his mother, so he was to give her a surprise. But now he proposed it and borrowed it to take care of this topic, which always makes it easier for his father to accept.
Ouyang Qingshan stared at his son's increasingly distinct face a little unexpectedly, and felt the awesome heat of the young; that look told him that this would be an unquestionable decision.
Uh, you live in her place...you can go to school...
I'm transferring to school
Xiao Zhi, Dad has taught you to be filial since he was a child. It seems that you have also become a good child for Dad, but... After all, it is not yet time for you to take it all, can you wait for a few more years...
Dad, you know, after she was separated from her mother, she just stayed alone for two years. You haven’t seen her, but you don’t know how my mother survived the past two years...
Ouyang Zhiyuan remembered that his mother would be so alone every night, with no one giving her arms, no one opening the door, and no one even changing the light bulb for her... She was already choking when she spoke.
Ouyang Qingshan frowned, and he had a deep understanding of his son's words. He was a big man, sometimes he could not touch the trivial matters alone, let alone Lan Nuanyi, a woman's house.
As soon as he thought of this, he smiled and patted his son's shoulder and said: OK OK, Dad will go through the procedures for you at school. It will be better for your mother to take more responsibility when it is over. Who made me unable to live with her back then? But it is the same. In the future, you have to go back here to accompany your father when you have a holiday, right? You have to come back often on Saturdays and Sundays...
Oh yes, is this my good dad...
Ouyang Zhiyuan burst into tears and laughed. The dark clouds dissipated for a while. It seemed that staying with his mother would not be just a dream anymore.
He glanced outside the door. Tang Qiaoer didn't know what to do in the living room, but whenever she passed by, she could see the place in the inner room, she always glanced at it intentionally or unintentionally.
After he thought about it, he smiled and said: Dad, I want to go out toast a cup of tea for Aunt Qiaoer and apologize to her.
Ha...well? OK, OK, OK, good kid...
Ouyang Qingshan rubbed his hands excitedly. This was something he didn't even dare to think about, but his son took the initiative to do it. It seemed that he had come this time well. He used his son's transfer to get his respect for his girlfriend. Finally, it was worth the price.
Ouyang Zhiyuan's appearance in the living room scared Tang Qiaoer. He stared at the TV without squinting, but his heart beat the drum.
Since I have experienced the face of this Demon King of the World once, I have become a little timid and afraid of him.
When Ouyang Zhiyuan's hand holding a teacup appeared in her sight and followed the words "Aunt Qiao'er, please have a tea" and sent it over, the jump was even more scared. She stood up in a panic, and her slender fingers even trembled with excitement: Hey, Xiaozhi, why are you so polite...
You're not polite, Aunt Qiaoer, I have to apologize to you. I shouldn't have treated you like that just now
Ouyang Zhiyuan looked at Tang Qiaoer's clear eyes sincerely, and from there he saw that the woman actually had a slight sense of flattery. She felt even more apologized, so she said sincerely: Aunt Qiaoer, please don't worry about Xiaozhi's rudeness.
Nothing is not, nothing is not, Xiao Zhi, don't say that...
Tang Qiaoer held the tea in both hands, and her heart was warmed by the warm cup.
Also, Aunt Qiaoer had to agree to Xiaozhi after drinking this cup of tea
Ouyang Zhiyuan paused, looking at the stepmother who seemed to be unable to touch the north by happiness, and smiled: In the future, my dad will ask you to bully people. Tell me that's it, let's deal with him together.
He...he...
Tang Qiaoer looked red with a red cloud on her face, and she looked at the man next to her with a pursed lips and smiled, but found that he was there, just giggling foolishly...
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Since his son left, as he imagined, Lan Nuanyi really only has an empty living room with her every day.
Two years of training have given Lan Nuanyi a pure mind and few desires. She never thought that her son came here to make a big fuss about the Heavenly Palace and then allowed her to regain her youthful self.
During this pink holiday, both of them can surprise each other every day, and they feel like they are living in heaven every day
The worst thing is that happy things are never lost only to realize that they are happy
Lan Nuanyi was lying on the sofa and shook her head bitterly. She thought that after her son left, she could use the polishing of time and work to remove the imprint of his heart as a lover. However, in the blink of an eye, it took two or three weeks. This imprint not only showed no sign of disappearing, but became deeper and deeper, almost branding her heart into two petals.
If I had known this was the case, I wouldn't have been hiding Kirin'er like this.
Lan Nuanyi was a little upset. She didn't regret doing these things with her son that she couldn't leave, but she regretted not being able to let her son enjoy more joy. Since she would have to bear the pain of longing for the rest of the world, she should let go of her hands and feet and enjoy it. It would be worth it.
She looked at the door with a blank expression. The doorbell rang just now, but she had no intention of opening the door.
At night, no friends come to see her, and it will never be a son, because he has the key
As long as the person outside the door is not a son, there is no need to open the door for her.
Thinking of her son, Lan Nuanyi glanced at the phone next to her again. The most important thing in the family in the days after her son left was it. It was the only tool to communicate with her son. She also wiped the phone with a velvet cloth every day and treated it as her son's incarnation.
But why has this little bastard been silent for a week? If there is a call later, I want him to look good
Lan Nuanyi doesn't like to take the initiative to beat her ex-husband, especially after knowing that there is another woman there, she is even more reluctant to do this. Every time she chats with her son, he has to call her.
The last time, it really counted last Saturday
Lan Nuanyi smiled silently. She chatted with her son that night and then darkened. At the end, her son begged her to say something lewd. She dodged left and right but refused to say it, making her son so angry that she screamed. I wonder if she was just angry like this?
Well...If you call now... Mom will tell you, Mom will tell you everything
Lan Nuanyi thought in her heart, and just now she wanted to have a son. The words she had already left behind.
She happily imagined her son's scratching face, and began to weave those lewd words, and there was a strong sense in her eyes.
The doorbell rings again
Lan Nuanyi was immediately indifferent, picked up the embroidered shoes on the ground and threw them over: What's the name? I'm asleep!
I still feel uneasy, and there is another pillow: It sounds, but the phone doesn't sound you...
As she wished, it finally rang...
But the doorbell is still ringing
Lan Nuanyi jumped and stood up. It seemed that the problem would not be solved if the shoe was not thrown directly on the guy's face.
So the door was opened
So she became soft
Ouyang Zhiyuan hugged his mother and said with a smile: Mom, don't scare me
As he said that, he put the confused Lan Nuanyi softly on the floor, then turned around and dragged the luggage outside into the door, then he rested on his mother's body and gave a long French kiss in one breath.
Lan Nuanyi cooperated with her son's disturbance in her mouth, and still narrowed her eyes and stared at the little man who made her have to change her underwear almost every morning. She was a little surprised that she was excited and returned to calm so quickly. It seemed that this accident should be expected, and it seemed that Ouyang Zhiyuan should have appeared long ago.
She gently pushed her son away and smiled: Go, the door is not closed yet... Alas, I picked up those slippers too.
Hey, how could there be a slipper here?
Ouyang Zhiyuan was a little strange, but when he saw his mother just waved and refused to answer, he handed it to her without thinking too much.
However, just as he touched his son's finger, Lan Nuanyi's false calm could not suppress the excitement in his heart. He turned around and knocked him down to the ground, and frowned with his slippers and pink fists to greet his chest and shoulders: Who told you not to call me... Who told you not to miss me... Who asked you not to scare me... Who asked you... Who asked you... You...
Ouyang Zhiyuan grinned his teeth and endured his mother's knock. For the first time in his life, he was so willing to be beaten. The pain was on his body but sweet in his heart.
It was difficult for his mother to show some signs of weakening energy that he dared to reach out to sort out the messy hair that was stuck to her cheeks by tears: Mom, do you miss me?
...Think...think...
Lan Nuanyi leaned her head on her son's chest, feeling the calm heartbeat that looked quite manly, and she clenched the buttons between his abdomen: You didn't call me, I knew I... I read your every day...
Tears instantly wet the fabric under your face again
Haha, I did it on purpose, I wanted to surprise you, who knows...
Who knew that it was shocking, and there was no joy at all...
Lan Nuanyi raised her head and looked up at her son, her face blushed and her face looked like a rainy pear blossom under the tears: Have you ever seen the stars? Well, that's it...
As he said that, he pinched his index finger and danced and drew in front of Ouyang Zhiyuan. The light from the ceiling hit the slender jade palm, and the crystal clear fingers seemed to be able to seep the light from the snow.
Look, that's it...
Ouyang Zhiyuan imitated his mother's tone, and his fingers followed her soft waist and back, and moved upwards in concentric circles.
Well...Mom, I seem to say that you are not allowed to wear this at home...
His fingers stopped at a thin strip, needless to say, of course it was the bra shoulder strap, so he pulled it up and let go. The belt popped up on his mother's back with a crisp sound of slamming.
Alas, you're revenge!
Lan Nuanyi arched her hips and made her son lift her nightgown, kissed her face in a row, muttering: Did you say you would come tonight... Is it... Um... Is it...
After the nightgown is opened, it has a white and smooth figure. After taking off the bra, it will bring plump and round breasts.
Lan Nuanyi lay on the side of the floor, with one hand on her head, quietly watching her son sucking her breasts, and gently patting her back with the other hand, as if she was back fifteen years ago
At that time, my son closed his eyes and tried to urge his mouth intoxicatedly. He also patted him while watching him intently, or took a book and flipped through the bedside lamp after taking a book.
The final result is that her son will fall asleep with her nipples in her mouth, and she will turn off the lights and cover her clothes gently, and always feel that the happiness in the world is nothing more than this.
Use your strength to feed your breasts, and see if you can find out?
Lan Nuanyi saw her son gradually increasing her strength, and she didn't feel angry and funny. She laughed at her son's curiosity and also angered him to add a little pain when he was enjoying the numb feeling.
Alas, do you still remember what my mother’s milk tastes?
It's funny, when did that happen?
Ouyang Zhiyuan spitted out his nipples and used his hands to hold them under his breasts. But mom, you have such big breasts, so I must have eaten a lot at that time.
Lan Nuanyi knocked on her son's forehead and smiled and said: You are stupid. How big is it? Is there a big deal here... But mom was really too much at that time. Every time you finish eating, you can...
What else can be done?
And...your dad eats it too...
Oh! He is so old and has to eat, so I want it!
Ouyang Zhiyuan rubbed his head in his mother's chest, pressing his forehead against his breasts and squeezing him.
OK, I'll give you food...but it's not now, I always have to get a lactation injection...
Lan Nuanyi urged her son in her arms for a long time and couldn't scratch her. She moaned unconsciously and said: Now let's... first...
Yes, eat the following first
Ouyang Zhiyuan looked up and turned around, and he still flicked his finger on his mother's dark red nipples: This one is there
Didn’t you say the one below... that water is not delicious? Why... 未分? Xiaozhi, you are growing up again...
After Lan Nuanyi took off her pants for her son, she was startled by the things that popped up. She watched it swaying around her nose, and her heart was filled with the intoxication of a woman and the pride of her mother.
Well... if you eat your mother's, of course you have to eat it too... Oh... don't! Then... if you use force, your heart will suck it out for you...
Every time Ouyang Zhiyuan plays sex games with his mother, he can discover new fun. This time he found that as long as he sucks hard, his mother will shrink strongly, and more liquid will flow out. After continuous renewal, the liquid will no longer have the salty smell, but a light chocolate smell mixed with the mother's body fragrance, and the viscosity will become thinner and clearer.
He remembered that his mother said that as long as it was his finger, she could have an orgasm, so he tightened the index finger in his right hand and stabbed it into the cavity to start looking for the small lump of flesh
Lan Nuanyi exhaled the things she was in her mouth and let out a long sigh: ...Sigh...Xiaozhi, wait...Mom shouldn't come so fast... Well... Just like that...Mom still wants to...be for a while...
She had never worried about her son's ability. As long as she wanted, she could have orgasm first. But she also knew that for sex, it would be more thrilling to arrive at both sides at the same time than to come first and then arrive later.
Besides, she always feels like she is throbbing that is neither up nor down nor hanging in the air. The more she is, the more she can moan in her heart, adding some alternative functional enjoyment to her son.
Come on, let me change you to Xiaozhi... Mom still has her in her arms, you can move...
Ouyang Zhiyuan was also confused for a moment and said: I'm here to move? How to move?
How to move?
Lan Nuanyi gently scratched the small bag in front of her and laughed softly: It's like... it's like... Well, you used to move as you fuck your mother's underneath...
She plucked up the courage to use a dirty word that should not come from a woman's mouth. She found that while giving her son a stimulation, she also contracted several times, so her watery phoenix eyes became stronger: I want you to be like a fucking mother.............. Mom can clamp it tighter than a female...
Ouyang Zhiyuan felt that it was really a very comfortable thing to thrust under his warm red lips. Not to mention that his mother's spiritual tongue was pressing and tweaking the top of the penis in his mouth, just hearing the slap of the small bag on his mother's face and imagining the scene of the impact, the desire to swell in his heart several times.
Unwilling to be outdone, he stabbed his finger back into the wet cavity again, and pressed his thumb against Xiaodou, who was erecting between the cracks of the stream.
He knew his mother wanted to step into heaven with him
Lan Nuanyi found that her son's beating in her mouth and the contraction of her own cavity appeared almost at the same time, so she gently snatched the wrinkles on her son's anus with her little fingers. When the first violent retraction occurred there, she pressed her tongue softly against the crater where the eruption was about to occur...
In dizziness and confusion, Lan Nuanyi pressed her son's crotch tightly on her face, and a long sigh from her nostrils. Due to the sealing of the tip of her tongue, her son's nectar that had been stored for two or three weeks was squeezed and splashed all over her mouth.
Fortunately...
She was excited and still glad: Otherwise, he would have cumed me through... …
Of course there must be a tide
Both mother and son spread their limbs and counted the patterns on the ceiling regularly. The difference is that the mother is still pulling her son's penis, while the son is still lingering in her vagina.
Mom, if you continue like this next time, I may have to lose my yang and die
next time?
Lan Nuanyi turned around and pressed on her son, pinched her nipples and circled her lips: I'm not afraid, mom has this to help you repair your body, let's talk about it, my Qilin is so... Well, it's thick, I really don't know if it's yang or yin next time
Is this true? I'll teach you a good person who doesn't need to take off your vagina.
Hey...you're so stupid, I didn't teach you any time, why did you just adjust them? Tell me, mom...
Ouyang Zhiyuan slowly wrapped his hand around his mother's body, biting her ear and whispering
Lan Nuanyi spat lightly on her son, held him with a red face, and smiled and said: "It's a pity that you can think of it..."
The experience gained from my mother, Ouyang Zhiyuan knew that this was a woman's body fragrance. It seemed that my father finally decided to find a stepmother for him.
Sure enough, my father was doing sweet housework with a woman in the kitchen. Two of them. You put salt and I put vinegar. You put food and I hand over the plate. I look like I cooperate without interruption.
As they moved, Ouyang Zhiyuan also adjusted the five flavor bottles in his heart. I don’t know if he should be happy for his father to have a companion again or sad for his mother’s loneliness. He immediately showed an expressionless expression and deliberately made some tables and chairs dragging in the dining room.
Ouyang Qingshan heard the strange noise behind him and glanced at his son looking for something in the refrigerator. He leaned against the woman beside him with his elbow, turned around and smiled: Xiaozhi, when did you learn to enter the house without saying hello? Come,
The woman stretched out her arms and hugged her, her movements were natural and intimate: Let's meet her, this is her father's friend, Tang Qiaoer; Ouyang Zhiyuan, my family's king of worldly affairs
Ouyang Zhiyuan reluctantly pursed his mouth, looked up sideways, and looked up the woman up and down as the master, with a casual look on his face: Oh, Tang... Hello Auntie
The woman in front of her seemed to be in her thirties. She had moisturized mousse on her head and short neck and was neatly pressed against her ears, with big eyebrows and big eyes, and a suit for a professional woman, she was like a white-collar strong woman in office workers; only the small apron at her waist gave her a little softening.
At this time, Tang Qiaoer had a quiet smile on her face. The child's resistance was as expected, even better than expected. She mechanically wiped her hands on her little apron to hide her nervous mood and said in a calm and gentle tone as possible: Alas, Xiaozhi, you sit for a while, we'll have dinner
Ouyang Zhiyuan suddenly felt disgusted. Tang Qiaoer's tone clearly integrated her into this family. But when she met for the first time, she started to arrange her.
As soon as I thought of this, a dry word came out of my mouth: Thank you, I'm not hungry
But my hand picked up the cookie jar next to me and turned around and looked at the bedroom.
Dad, I'll go back to my room to read, please use it slowly
The meaning is very clear, it is not that you are not hungry and you are unwilling to go with you; your tone is even more rude, and you can even save your word
Xiaozhi!
Ouyang Qingshan's face is as green as his name, and he wants to teach his son a lesson when he is on his face.
The little bastard dared to make his sweetheart put a cold butt in front of him. When he was not next to him, wouldn't the turtle make this Qiaoer dizzy?
The majesty of being a father is naturally unavailable
Ouyang! Don't...
Tang Qiaoer grabbed the man's arm, and the only good feeling of self that had before disappeared
It seems that this young boy has long realized what role she will play in this room. The traditional image of stepmother in his mind is also deeply rooted. If he wants to make a change, non-men's methods can be effective.
never mind……
The future is long, I really don’t know how many good fruits she has to eat before she gets her child’s recognition. As soon as she thought of this, she couldn’t help but feel sad.
But Ouyang Zhiyuan stopped, Tang Qiaoer's voice reminded him of his mother's delicate face
When did my mother and he also liked to bite his ears when they were lingering. Ouyang Qiliner Xiaozhi screamed in turmoil
Now, Ouyang is still there, and the caller who receives nothing to do with him
I felt a bitter anger in my heart. My father's anger was like he felt helpless here. The woman's nickname of the video and video made him hate the third party who was stabbed in the father and son.
Ah...Aunt Tang, although my parents divorced, I haven't been by my dad for a while, but this doesn't mean I don't have the surname of my dad. Someone outside called me "Ouyang"
After saying that, he closed the doors all the time, leaving only Ouyang Qingshan and Tang Qiaoer looking at each other in the dining room.
Ouyang Zhiyuan, who was lying in the chair, was still holding the iron can. The biscuits were as delicious as chewing wax.
Looking back at this moment when my mother was there, either he rubbed her in her arms and fed her, or her mother was on the dining table with her face flushed... Even if she only had a bowl of vegetarian noodles or white porridge and pickles, they could always taste the seafood and mountain delicacies.
He glanced at the phone on the table. Since the cookies were hard to swallow, it would be nice to listen to my mother's voice as a condiment.
When my mother's magnetic and soft greeting came from my ears, Ouyang Zhiyuan was already speechless and tears were broken.
The situation of my love affair a few hours ago, I think back to the past life, and I waited to call out Mom, I've been speechless for a long time
Alas, Xiaozhi is you, have you arrived home? Why, Dad has cheated on you?
No... I miss you
Silly kid, it's only three or two hours... Actually, mom misses you too. Without you in the kitchen to help me get in trouble, mom is really not used to it
The mother on the other end of the phone probably remembered the picturesque beauty in the kitchen, and there was a hint of charm in her voice.
Ouyang Zhiyuan, who pinched the receiver, couldn't help but become obsessed with him. He was still feeling like a drunkard in front of his mother. Help. He also had the desire but still delicate expression of his mother. He was as beautiful as spring plum blossoms and as beautiful as autumn orchids on frost.
Xiaozhi, Xiaozhi? Why is it silent?
Uh, I'm in a daze... Mom, do you want me to help you in the future?
Well... I want it...
But you always say I'm helping
I won't tell you this anymore, but you actually know that mom likes you to help...help...well, that one is overwhelming...
At the end of the sentence, the sound was as thin as a mosquito, and I guess the woman had already dizzy and her cheeks on the other end of the phone line.
Ouyang Zhiyuan was very happy, and his depression was gone, so he stuffed biscuits into his mouth and started chatting with his mother. To be honest, he was really hungry.
What are you doing? Let my mother listen to some 'cry' sound...
Eating biscuits, I'm so hungry
I ate biscuits again and said how many times you have, what nutrition can that thing have? Look at you, what are the bones everywhere on your body? Didn’t you cook for you?
No, they are eating outside, too lazy to get involved
them?
Mom, I really made it clear. Dad just found a stepmother for me and came back. I told you why he let us go to your place to play happily and quickly. He is freeing up a place for himself.
Thinking of his father's despicableness, Ouyang Zhiyuan was filled with anger and chewed it up with a piece of biscuit in his mouth. He told the whole story of the matter
Hi, this is Xiaozhi, you are wrong. Mom also said, you two men are old and old dogs. You must have a careful and skillful person for you. Besides, your father is only forty years old. In the future, you will have a hard wing. If you fly away, you will have the heart to let him eat dried salted fish at home alone. I understand my dad, Ah? And his girlfriend. If someone doesn’t mess with your eldest master, don’t show it to others, do you know?
knew……
If you know, you have to do it. Mom won’t tell you so much. Go out and compensate Dad, why don’t you give me that... Aunt Tang - it’s better not to call Aunt Tang, call me... Aunt Qiaoer is more intimate and pour someone a cup of tea. Is it your elder? Go quickly
Ouyang Zhiyuan put down the phone with a wry smile. When he went there, there was probably no place for him to speak at home.
My mother can't change her bodhisattva heart that cares about others everywhere. She has been divorced for two years and is always worried about her ex-husband eating salty radish.
He picked up the photo frame on the table, and his mother inside was hugging the young man and smiling quietly.
Mom, I miss you so much...
The lips were gently printed on the glass. The passage of time had almost no other marks on my mother except for leaving a mature charm.
While lingering, two knocks sounded behind him: Xiaozhi? Dad is in.
Ouyang Zhiyuan turned around and had enough food and drink. It was time to settle the score.
What are you doing? Haha, I just came back from my mother and missed her again?
Ouyang Qingshan sat down carefully beside the bed, choosing the beginning of the chat without saying a word
During the dinner, he taught Tang Qiaoer a gentle lesson. After admitting his recklessness, the woman forced her to apologize to her son with both soft and hard work.
My father's gentleness naturally went beyond Ouyang Zhiyuan's expectations. I was at a loss for a moment and hurriedly followed the topic of my father and started chatting, recalling my mother's past (it turned out that my mother still had so many past events that made him admire). My childhood slowly turned to the current woman Tang Qiaoer
He hesitated for a while before he murmured: Dad, just now... it was me that was not good, so I shouldn't do that like this... Aunt Qiao'er... I called my mother and she also said I was
Oh... Did you tell your mom about this? Actually, dad is not right. You shouldn't be angry with you. It's dad that he didn't tell you about this.
Ouyang Qingshan was also happy that things had gone so lightly, and he couldn't help but feel grateful to his ex-wife and apprentice: Then... your mother is there, how are you doing now?
Well, I just want to tell you about this... Dad, Aunt Qiaoer will live in our house in the future, right?
What can I say like this, why, what do you want to say?
I was thinking, if Aunt Qiaoer lives here, then you can take care of her, but my mother is there... she is still so lonely, I want to move over and accompany her.
Ouyang Zhiyuan mustered up the courage to finish his words clearly, and looked at his father with firm eyes.
He had been thinking about this idea for several days and did not tell his mother, so he was to give her a surprise. But now he proposed it and borrowed it to take care of this topic, which always makes it easier for his father to accept.
Ouyang Qingshan stared at his son's increasingly distinct face a little unexpectedly, and felt the awesome heat of the young; that look told him that this would be an unquestionable decision.
Uh, you live in her place...you can go to school...
I'm transferring to school
Xiao Zhi, Dad has taught you to be filial since he was a child. It seems that you have also become a good child for Dad, but... After all, it is not yet time for you to take it all, can you wait for a few more years...
Dad, you know, after she was separated from her mother, she just stayed alone for two years. You haven’t seen her, but you don’t know how my mother survived the past two years...
Ouyang Zhiyuan remembered that his mother would be so alone every night, with no one giving her arms, no one opening the door, and no one even changing the light bulb for her... She was already choking when she spoke.
Ouyang Qingshan frowned, and he had a deep understanding of his son's words. He was a big man, sometimes he could not touch the trivial matters alone, let alone Lan Nuanyi, a woman's house.
As soon as he thought of this, he smiled and patted his son's shoulder and said: OK OK, Dad will go through the procedures for you at school. It will be better for your mother to take more responsibility when it is over. Who made me unable to live with her back then? But it is the same. In the future, you have to go back here to accompany your father when you have a holiday, right? You have to come back often on Saturdays and Sundays...
Oh yes, is this my good dad...
Ouyang Zhiyuan burst into tears and laughed. The dark clouds dissipated for a while. It seemed that staying with his mother would not be just a dream anymore.
He glanced outside the door. Tang Qiaoer didn't know what to do in the living room, but whenever she passed by, she could see the place in the inner room, she always glanced at it intentionally or unintentionally.
After he thought about it, he smiled and said: Dad, I want to go out toast a cup of tea for Aunt Qiaoer and apologize to her.
Ha...well? OK, OK, OK, good kid...
Ouyang Qingshan rubbed his hands excitedly. This was something he didn't even dare to think about, but his son took the initiative to do it. It seemed that he had come this time well. He used his son's transfer to get his respect for his girlfriend. Finally, it was worth the price.
Ouyang Zhiyuan's appearance in the living room scared Tang Qiaoer. He stared at the TV without squinting, but his heart beat the drum.
Since I have experienced the face of this Demon King of the World once, I have become a little timid and afraid of him.
When Ouyang Zhiyuan's hand holding a teacup appeared in her sight and followed the words "Aunt Qiao'er, please have a tea" and sent it over, the jump was even more scared. She stood up in a panic, and her slender fingers even trembled with excitement: Hey, Xiaozhi, why are you so polite...
You're not polite, Aunt Qiaoer, I have to apologize to you. I shouldn't have treated you like that just now
Ouyang Zhiyuan looked at Tang Qiaoer's clear eyes sincerely, and from there he saw that the woman actually had a slight sense of flattery. She felt even more apologized, so she said sincerely: Aunt Qiaoer, please don't worry about Xiaozhi's rudeness.
Nothing is not, nothing is not, Xiao Zhi, don't say that...
Tang Qiaoer held the tea in both hands, and her heart was warmed by the warm cup.
Also, Aunt Qiaoer had to agree to Xiaozhi after drinking this cup of tea
Ouyang Zhiyuan paused, looking at the stepmother who seemed to be unable to touch the north by happiness, and smiled: In the future, my dad will ask you to bully people. Tell me that's it, let's deal with him together.
He...he...
Tang Qiaoer looked red with a red cloud on her face, and she looked at the man next to her with a pursed lips and smiled, but found that he was there, just giggling foolishly...
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Since his son left, as he imagined, Lan Nuanyi really only has an empty living room with her every day.
Two years of training have given Lan Nuanyi a pure mind and few desires. She never thought that her son came here to make a big fuss about the Heavenly Palace and then allowed her to regain her youthful self.
During this pink holiday, both of them can surprise each other every day, and they feel like they are living in heaven every day
The worst thing is that happy things are never lost only to realize that they are happy
Lan Nuanyi was lying on the sofa and shook her head bitterly. She thought that after her son left, she could use the polishing of time and work to remove the imprint of his heart as a lover. However, in the blink of an eye, it took two or three weeks. This imprint not only showed no sign of disappearing, but became deeper and deeper, almost branding her heart into two petals.
If I had known this was the case, I wouldn't have been hiding Kirin'er like this.
Lan Nuanyi was a little upset. She didn't regret doing these things with her son that she couldn't leave, but she regretted not being able to let her son enjoy more joy. Since she would have to bear the pain of longing for the rest of the world, she should let go of her hands and feet and enjoy it. It would be worth it.
She looked at the door with a blank expression. The doorbell rang just now, but she had no intention of opening the door.
At night, no friends come to see her, and it will never be a son, because he has the key
As long as the person outside the door is not a son, there is no need to open the door for her.
Thinking of her son, Lan Nuanyi glanced at the phone next to her again. The most important thing in the family in the days after her son left was it. It was the only tool to communicate with her son. She also wiped the phone with a velvet cloth every day and treated it as her son's incarnation.
But why has this little bastard been silent for a week? If there is a call later, I want him to look good
Lan Nuanyi doesn't like to take the initiative to beat her ex-husband, especially after knowing that there is another woman there, she is even more reluctant to do this. Every time she chats with her son, he has to call her.
The last time, it really counted last Saturday
Lan Nuanyi smiled silently. She chatted with her son that night and then darkened. At the end, her son begged her to say something lewd. She dodged left and right but refused to say it, making her son so angry that she screamed. I wonder if she was just angry like this?
Well...If you call now... Mom will tell you, Mom will tell you everything
Lan Nuanyi thought in her heart, and just now she wanted to have a son. The words she had already left behind.
She happily imagined her son's scratching face, and began to weave those lewd words, and there was a strong sense in her eyes.
The doorbell rings again
Lan Nuanyi was immediately indifferent, picked up the embroidered shoes on the ground and threw them over: What's the name? I'm asleep!
I still feel uneasy, and there is another pillow: It sounds, but the phone doesn't sound you...
As she wished, it finally rang...
But the doorbell is still ringing
Lan Nuanyi jumped and stood up. It seemed that the problem would not be solved if the shoe was not thrown directly on the guy's face.
So the door was opened
So she became soft
Ouyang Zhiyuan hugged his mother and said with a smile: Mom, don't scare me
As he said that, he put the confused Lan Nuanyi softly on the floor, then turned around and dragged the luggage outside into the door, then he rested on his mother's body and gave a long French kiss in one breath.
Lan Nuanyi cooperated with her son's disturbance in her mouth, and still narrowed her eyes and stared at the little man who made her have to change her underwear almost every morning. She was a little surprised that she was excited and returned to calm so quickly. It seemed that this accident should be expected, and it seemed that Ouyang Zhiyuan should have appeared long ago.
She gently pushed her son away and smiled: Go, the door is not closed yet... Alas, I picked up those slippers too.
Hey, how could there be a slipper here?
Ouyang Zhiyuan was a little strange, but when he saw his mother just waved and refused to answer, he handed it to her without thinking too much.
However, just as he touched his son's finger, Lan Nuanyi's false calm could not suppress the excitement in his heart. He turned around and knocked him down to the ground, and frowned with his slippers and pink fists to greet his chest and shoulders: Who told you not to call me... Who told you not to miss me... Who asked you not to scare me... Who asked you... Who asked you... You...
Ouyang Zhiyuan grinned his teeth and endured his mother's knock. For the first time in his life, he was so willing to be beaten. The pain was on his body but sweet in his heart.
It was difficult for his mother to show some signs of weakening energy that he dared to reach out to sort out the messy hair that was stuck to her cheeks by tears: Mom, do you miss me?
...Think...think...
Lan Nuanyi leaned her head on her son's chest, feeling the calm heartbeat that looked quite manly, and she clenched the buttons between his abdomen: You didn't call me, I knew I... I read your every day...
Tears instantly wet the fabric under your face again
Haha, I did it on purpose, I wanted to surprise you, who knows...
Who knew that it was shocking, and there was no joy at all...
Lan Nuanyi raised her head and looked up at her son, her face blushed and her face looked like a rainy pear blossom under the tears: Have you ever seen the stars? Well, that's it...
As he said that, he pinched his index finger and danced and drew in front of Ouyang Zhiyuan. The light from the ceiling hit the slender jade palm, and the crystal clear fingers seemed to be able to seep the light from the snow.
Look, that's it...
Ouyang Zhiyuan imitated his mother's tone, and his fingers followed her soft waist and back, and moved upwards in concentric circles.
Well...Mom, I seem to say that you are not allowed to wear this at home...
His fingers stopped at a thin strip, needless to say, of course it was the bra shoulder strap, so he pulled it up and let go. The belt popped up on his mother's back with a crisp sound of slamming.
Alas, you're revenge!
Lan Nuanyi arched her hips and made her son lift her nightgown, kissed her face in a row, muttering: Did you say you would come tonight... Is it... Um... Is it...
After the nightgown is opened, it has a white and smooth figure. After taking off the bra, it will bring plump and round breasts.
Lan Nuanyi lay on the side of the floor, with one hand on her head, quietly watching her son sucking her breasts, and gently patting her back with the other hand, as if she was back fifteen years ago
At that time, my son closed his eyes and tried to urge his mouth intoxicatedly. He also patted him while watching him intently, or took a book and flipped through the bedside lamp after taking a book.
The final result is that her son will fall asleep with her nipples in her mouth, and she will turn off the lights and cover her clothes gently, and always feel that the happiness in the world is nothing more than this.
Use your strength to feed your breasts, and see if you can find out?
Lan Nuanyi saw her son gradually increasing her strength, and she didn't feel angry and funny. She laughed at her son's curiosity and also angered him to add a little pain when he was enjoying the numb feeling.
Alas, do you still remember what my mother’s milk tastes?
It's funny, when did that happen?
Ouyang Zhiyuan spitted out his nipples and used his hands to hold them under his breasts. But mom, you have such big breasts, so I must have eaten a lot at that time.
Lan Nuanyi knocked on her son's forehead and smiled and said: You are stupid. How big is it? Is there a big deal here... But mom was really too much at that time. Every time you finish eating, you can...
What else can be done?
And...your dad eats it too...
Oh! He is so old and has to eat, so I want it!
Ouyang Zhiyuan rubbed his head in his mother's chest, pressing his forehead against his breasts and squeezing him.
OK, I'll give you food...but it's not now, I always have to get a lactation injection...
Lan Nuanyi urged her son in her arms for a long time and couldn't scratch her. She moaned unconsciously and said: Now let's... first...
Yes, eat the following first
Ouyang Zhiyuan looked up and turned around, and he still flicked his finger on his mother's dark red nipples: This one is there
Didn’t you say the one below... that water is not delicious? Why... 未分? Xiaozhi, you are growing up again...
After Lan Nuanyi took off her pants for her son, she was startled by the things that popped up. She watched it swaying around her nose, and her heart was filled with the intoxication of a woman and the pride of her mother.
Well... if you eat your mother's, of course you have to eat it too... Oh... don't! Then... if you use force, your heart will suck it out for you...
Every time Ouyang Zhiyuan plays sex games with his mother, he can discover new fun. This time he found that as long as he sucks hard, his mother will shrink strongly, and more liquid will flow out. After continuous renewal, the liquid will no longer have the salty smell, but a light chocolate smell mixed with the mother's body fragrance, and the viscosity will become thinner and clearer.
He remembered that his mother said that as long as it was his finger, she could have an orgasm, so he tightened the index finger in his right hand and stabbed it into the cavity to start looking for the small lump of flesh
Lan Nuanyi exhaled the things she was in her mouth and let out a long sigh: ...Sigh...Xiaozhi, wait...Mom shouldn't come so fast... Well... Just like that...Mom still wants to...be for a while...
She had never worried about her son's ability. As long as she wanted, she could have orgasm first. But she also knew that for sex, it would be more thrilling to arrive at both sides at the same time than to come first and then arrive later.
Besides, she always feels like she is throbbing that is neither up nor down nor hanging in the air. The more she is, the more she can moan in her heart, adding some alternative functional enjoyment to her son.
Come on, let me change you to Xiaozhi... Mom still has her in her arms, you can move...
Ouyang Zhiyuan was also confused for a moment and said: I'm here to move? How to move?
How to move?
Lan Nuanyi gently scratched the small bag in front of her and laughed softly: It's like... it's like... Well, you used to move as you fuck your mother's underneath...
She plucked up the courage to use a dirty word that should not come from a woman's mouth. She found that while giving her son a stimulation, she also contracted several times, so her watery phoenix eyes became stronger: I want you to be like a fucking mother.............. Mom can clamp it tighter than a female...
Ouyang Zhiyuan felt that it was really a very comfortable thing to thrust under his warm red lips. Not to mention that his mother's spiritual tongue was pressing and tweaking the top of the penis in his mouth, just hearing the slap of the small bag on his mother's face and imagining the scene of the impact, the desire to swell in his heart several times.
Unwilling to be outdone, he stabbed his finger back into the wet cavity again, and pressed his thumb against Xiaodou, who was erecting between the cracks of the stream.
He knew his mother wanted to step into heaven with him
Lan Nuanyi found that her son's beating in her mouth and the contraction of her own cavity appeared almost at the same time, so she gently snatched the wrinkles on her son's anus with her little fingers. When the first violent retraction occurred there, she pressed her tongue softly against the crater where the eruption was about to occur...
In dizziness and confusion, Lan Nuanyi pressed her son's crotch tightly on her face, and a long sigh from her nostrils. Due to the sealing of the tip of her tongue, her son's nectar that had been stored for two or three weeks was squeezed and splashed all over her mouth.
Fortunately...
She was excited and still glad: Otherwise, he would have cumed me through... …
Of course there must be a tide
Both mother and son spread their limbs and counted the patterns on the ceiling regularly. The difference is that the mother is still pulling her son's penis, while the son is still lingering in her vagina.
Mom, if you continue like this next time, I may have to lose my yang and die
next time?
Lan Nuanyi turned around and pressed on her son, pinched her nipples and circled her lips: I'm not afraid, mom has this to help you repair your body, let's talk about it, my Qilin is so... Well, it's thick, I really don't know if it's yang or yin next time
Is this true? I'll teach you a good person who doesn't need to take off your vagina.
Hey...you're so stupid, I didn't teach you any time, why did you just adjust them? Tell me, mom...
Ouyang Zhiyuan slowly wrapped his hand around his mother's body, biting her ear and whispering
Lan Nuanyi spat lightly on her son, held him with a red face, and smiled and said: "It's a pity that you can think of it..."
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