Of course, Mo Xiaomu was still worried because he could not fulfill his promise.
Although he had never told Yang Xiaofeng about this promise, he had said it to himself many times?
If you tell me, you have to do it. If you don’t do it, you will deceive yourself. Your conscience will definitely be uneasy in the future.
But he had to defend himself: Qin Yue was fucking me and not me fucking her, so that doesn't count
Also, Mo Xiaomu already knew that in the end, men and women would make something, called ejaculation. I hope that their age limit is still limited and they can still ejaculate. If they don’t ejaculate, they don’t count. This is just a matter of saying, right?
It is best to have absent and ejaculate!
But man's calculations are not as good as God's calculations. Just when Mo Xiaomu tried his best to defend himself, he felt the pleasure in his body surged, and all the pleasure waves in his body rushed towards his thighs. The pleasure had already moved his brain, so he had to wait for the moment of collapse to come. He felt a little confused.
In fact, Mo Xiaomu had had an ejaculation experience for a long time. He dreamed that Yang Xiaofeng and Yang Xiaofeng were doing something between men and women like he saw. His belly became hot. He thought he couldn't hold back his body wet the bed, but when he got up, he found that very little urine came out, and it didn't look like urine, but a small stinky and sticky liquid. Mo Xiaomu understood it when he thought about it, because he had heard from adults that dreaming about it at night was called horse racing, which is what the city people said.
Later, there were two more times. They dreamed that Yang Xiaofeng had urinated out of semen, and each time they felt very happy. The very exciting feeling started from the calf and rushed to the middle of the two thighs. Then an indescribable pleasure suddenly came, causing him to tremble like shiver twice, and he felt so sad!
It's not that you can't ejaculate!
Mo Xiaomu even felt a heat flow condensed at the base of his thighs, ready to burst out at any time.
What are you saying now, it’s too late to think about anything!
At this moment, Qin Yue, who was trying hard to rub him, suddenly slowed down and sighed softly and got off him!
God blessed me, but I finally didn't let her eat her own boy chicken!
After Qin Yue got off him, she rolled beside him and touched him for a while, then sighed wailingly and said to herself: After all, she is still a child.
Mo Xiaomu immediately heard the meaning of her words, and knew that she had not been satisfied with herself, not only felt a little guilty
He really wanted to say that he had the ability to satisfy her and make her happy, but he couldn't. He had promised someone in his heart!
He thought that if he had the chance in the future, he would definitely make good compensation for Qin Yue.
But it must be after he and Yang Xiaofeng have sex!
Mo Xiaomu felt a little uncomfortable, but he had to continue pretending to be asleep
Qin Yue was so tired after a long time of struggle that he hugged Mo Xiaomu in his arms and fell asleep quickly, but after falling asleep, he let go of him and fell asleep while sticking his butt.
Mo Xiaomu took the opportunity to get up and quietly got out of bed and went out of the house.
After returning home, Mo Xiaomu tiptoed into the house to sleep, but he couldn't sleep in bed. Thinking about the scenes of being with Qin Yue, he got up at the mountain just after dawn. He wanted to go to the forest to pick mushrooms when no one had arrived yet, so that he could pick more so that he could get it to the town to sell it for money.
Mo Xiaomu recently felt that his grandparents' bodies were obviously not as good as before, and they could not work uphill, so they rented a few acres of slopes at home to others to cultivate, but they did not allow Mo Xiaomu to go uphill and asked him to go to school wholeheartedly.
Where can Mo Xiaomu still have the mood to study?
He wants to do as much work as possible for his family, so that his grandparents can rest and reduce their burden
Although my grandfather still comes to the venue every night to tell dirty stories, he is a little overwhelmed and breathes out. He tries to avoid thinking about the sudden departure of his grandparents, but he cannot avoid thinking about his lonely situation after he loses his grandparents.
People are always going to die, not thinking about it doesn't mean that the god of death doesn't come to their homes to call people
After Mo Xiaomu picked a basket of mushrooms in the forest, he went downhill and returned home. Grandma had already prepared breakfast and asked him to wake up for dinner.
Mo Xiaomu shouted twice in the outer room. He couldn't hear grandpa's answer, so he walked into the inner room and blew into grandpa's ear. Seeing that he was still not moving, he had to shake him and shout: Grandpa, it's time to eat!
Master Mo Wu still doesn't move
This old man is getting lazy and lazy. Sometimes when he sits somewhere, he doesn't move for most of the day. He used to get up early in the morning to climb up the hill, but now he is still in bed at noon!
Mo Xiaomu shook him twice again, raising his voice and shouting: Grandpa, it’s time to eat!
Master Mo Wu still has no movement
Mo Xiaomu was panicked and pulled his grandfather's body over to take a look. There was nothing unusual about his face?
So he put a finger under his nose and tried it. He was so scared that he almost sat down and shouted in surprise: Grandma is broken, grandpa is not angry anymore!
The grandma outside quickly walked in and pretended to be calm and said: What are you calling me? What are you calling me?
Mo Xiaomu repeated in a crying voice: Grandpa is not angry!
Grandma Mo Wu said: Nonsense! I was so angry last night. When I woke up in the morning, I was still hot and I suddenly died?
Grandma Mo Wu stepped forward and touched Master Mo Wu, and her hands were so shocked that she trembled: It's really cold?
Mo Xiaomu snuggled up to grandma tremblingly, and Grandma Mo Wu said to herself: Why does this old man make it cold?
Then two turbid tears emerged from the corner of her eyes, and she sat on the edge of the bed motionless, like a wooden sculpture of clay sculpture
Mo Xiaomu couldn't accept such a fact for a moment. He just looked at the tears in the corner of his grandmother's eyes and felt very sad. After holding it in for a while, he finally started crying, shaking his grandfather's already stiff body while crying.
But my grandfather could no longer respond to him
In the years that followed, Mo Xiaomu went from a young man to a young man. After he finally grew up, what he could not forgive himself the most was this thing. When his grandfather was wandering in the realm of life and death, he hugged Qin Yue, who was like a blooming flower, and made various actions with her to have fun!
Although grandpa is very strict with him and scolds him more than care, Mo Xiaomu knows that grandpa loves him very much, even more than his parents who left him. But now he is gone, and in this world, grandma is the only relative left.
Mo Xiaomu snuggled up to his grandmother, subconsciously feeling scared that she would suddenly become cold. If his grandmother also turned cold and left, what would he do?
Grandma sat for a while, stood up and walked outside the house. Mo Xiaomu was crying and helped her, and walked under the grape trellis to sit down.
Mo Xiaomu found that grandma was holding grandpa's tobacco pipe that never left her hands.
Grandma Mo Wu looked at the tobacco pipe and said to herself like in the room: Old man, why are you doing this? What should I do if you leave? I promised to wait for Xiaomu to grow up and let's go together, you untrustworthy old guy! If I follow what you said before and leave with you, what should we do with Xiaomu?
People are most likely to be moved by emotions at this time. Mo Xiaomu originally didn't believe in the death of Master Mo Wu. After crying for a while, he still didn't believe it, so he didn't cry, just worried that his grandmother would suddenly feel cold after being too sad, so he subconsciously stayed by her side.
Now when he heard grandma talk about him, a picture of herself being lonely immediately appeared in her heart. Tears suddenly gushed out, crying in a sensation, the mountains shaking, the sun and the moon were gone.
When the neighbor heard the movement of his house, he hurried over to see what happened. After obtaining the accurate information, he soon spread the news of Mr. Mo Wu's death throughout the entire village of Taohuayu.
The whole village was filled with sighs. After sighing, they all came over to help Master Mo Wu to help him.
A few days later, a piece of new soil was added to the Mo family's ancestral grave. Master Mo Wu lay quietly on the hillside and could no longer tell those ridiculous and dirty stories of the men and women in the village.
After Master Mo Wu died, Mo Xiaomu seemed to have grown up all of a sudden and had less time to play. Every day after school, he either went uphill to pick mushrooms or worked at home. When he did nothing, he stayed by Grandma Mo Wu's side.
But Mo Xiaomu's hand didn't work around him. One morning two years after Mo Wu's death, Mo Xiaomu got up early and prepared breakfast. He went to call grandma for dinner. Just like last time he called grandma, he shouted for a long time but didn't respond. He walked into grandma's house and tried to touch her body. Mo Xiaomu fell to the ground in dejectedly.
Grandma Mo Wu is also cold
Although he had never told Yang Xiaofeng about this promise, he had said it to himself many times?
If you tell me, you have to do it. If you don’t do it, you will deceive yourself. Your conscience will definitely be uneasy in the future.
But he had to defend himself: Qin Yue was fucking me and not me fucking her, so that doesn't count
Also, Mo Xiaomu already knew that in the end, men and women would make something, called ejaculation. I hope that their age limit is still limited and they can still ejaculate. If they don’t ejaculate, they don’t count. This is just a matter of saying, right?
It is best to have absent and ejaculate!
But man's calculations are not as good as God's calculations. Just when Mo Xiaomu tried his best to defend himself, he felt the pleasure in his body surged, and all the pleasure waves in his body rushed towards his thighs. The pleasure had already moved his brain, so he had to wait for the moment of collapse to come. He felt a little confused.
In fact, Mo Xiaomu had had an ejaculation experience for a long time. He dreamed that Yang Xiaofeng and Yang Xiaofeng were doing something between men and women like he saw. His belly became hot. He thought he couldn't hold back his body wet the bed, but when he got up, he found that very little urine came out, and it didn't look like urine, but a small stinky and sticky liquid. Mo Xiaomu understood it when he thought about it, because he had heard from adults that dreaming about it at night was called horse racing, which is what the city people said.
Later, there were two more times. They dreamed that Yang Xiaofeng had urinated out of semen, and each time they felt very happy. The very exciting feeling started from the calf and rushed to the middle of the two thighs. Then an indescribable pleasure suddenly came, causing him to tremble like shiver twice, and he felt so sad!
It's not that you can't ejaculate!
Mo Xiaomu even felt a heat flow condensed at the base of his thighs, ready to burst out at any time.
What are you saying now, it’s too late to think about anything!
At this moment, Qin Yue, who was trying hard to rub him, suddenly slowed down and sighed softly and got off him!
God blessed me, but I finally didn't let her eat her own boy chicken!
After Qin Yue got off him, she rolled beside him and touched him for a while, then sighed wailingly and said to herself: After all, she is still a child.
Mo Xiaomu immediately heard the meaning of her words, and knew that she had not been satisfied with herself, not only felt a little guilty
He really wanted to say that he had the ability to satisfy her and make her happy, but he couldn't. He had promised someone in his heart!
He thought that if he had the chance in the future, he would definitely make good compensation for Qin Yue.
But it must be after he and Yang Xiaofeng have sex!
Mo Xiaomu felt a little uncomfortable, but he had to continue pretending to be asleep
Qin Yue was so tired after a long time of struggle that he hugged Mo Xiaomu in his arms and fell asleep quickly, but after falling asleep, he let go of him and fell asleep while sticking his butt.
Mo Xiaomu took the opportunity to get up and quietly got out of bed and went out of the house.
After returning home, Mo Xiaomu tiptoed into the house to sleep, but he couldn't sleep in bed. Thinking about the scenes of being with Qin Yue, he got up at the mountain just after dawn. He wanted to go to the forest to pick mushrooms when no one had arrived yet, so that he could pick more so that he could get it to the town to sell it for money.
Mo Xiaomu recently felt that his grandparents' bodies were obviously not as good as before, and they could not work uphill, so they rented a few acres of slopes at home to others to cultivate, but they did not allow Mo Xiaomu to go uphill and asked him to go to school wholeheartedly.
Where can Mo Xiaomu still have the mood to study?
He wants to do as much work as possible for his family, so that his grandparents can rest and reduce their burden
Although my grandfather still comes to the venue every night to tell dirty stories, he is a little overwhelmed and breathes out. He tries to avoid thinking about the sudden departure of his grandparents, but he cannot avoid thinking about his lonely situation after he loses his grandparents.
People are always going to die, not thinking about it doesn't mean that the god of death doesn't come to their homes to call people
After Mo Xiaomu picked a basket of mushrooms in the forest, he went downhill and returned home. Grandma had already prepared breakfast and asked him to wake up for dinner.
Mo Xiaomu shouted twice in the outer room. He couldn't hear grandpa's answer, so he walked into the inner room and blew into grandpa's ear. Seeing that he was still not moving, he had to shake him and shout: Grandpa, it's time to eat!
Master Mo Wu still doesn't move
This old man is getting lazy and lazy. Sometimes when he sits somewhere, he doesn't move for most of the day. He used to get up early in the morning to climb up the hill, but now he is still in bed at noon!
Mo Xiaomu shook him twice again, raising his voice and shouting: Grandpa, it’s time to eat!
Master Mo Wu still has no movement
Mo Xiaomu was panicked and pulled his grandfather's body over to take a look. There was nothing unusual about his face?
So he put a finger under his nose and tried it. He was so scared that he almost sat down and shouted in surprise: Grandma is broken, grandpa is not angry anymore!
The grandma outside quickly walked in and pretended to be calm and said: What are you calling me? What are you calling me?
Mo Xiaomu repeated in a crying voice: Grandpa is not angry!
Grandma Mo Wu said: Nonsense! I was so angry last night. When I woke up in the morning, I was still hot and I suddenly died?
Grandma Mo Wu stepped forward and touched Master Mo Wu, and her hands were so shocked that she trembled: It's really cold?
Mo Xiaomu snuggled up to grandma tremblingly, and Grandma Mo Wu said to herself: Why does this old man make it cold?
Then two turbid tears emerged from the corner of her eyes, and she sat on the edge of the bed motionless, like a wooden sculpture of clay sculpture
Mo Xiaomu couldn't accept such a fact for a moment. He just looked at the tears in the corner of his grandmother's eyes and felt very sad. After holding it in for a while, he finally started crying, shaking his grandfather's already stiff body while crying.
But my grandfather could no longer respond to him
In the years that followed, Mo Xiaomu went from a young man to a young man. After he finally grew up, what he could not forgive himself the most was this thing. When his grandfather was wandering in the realm of life and death, he hugged Qin Yue, who was like a blooming flower, and made various actions with her to have fun!
Although grandpa is very strict with him and scolds him more than care, Mo Xiaomu knows that grandpa loves him very much, even more than his parents who left him. But now he is gone, and in this world, grandma is the only relative left.
Mo Xiaomu snuggled up to his grandmother, subconsciously feeling scared that she would suddenly become cold. If his grandmother also turned cold and left, what would he do?
Grandma sat for a while, stood up and walked outside the house. Mo Xiaomu was crying and helped her, and walked under the grape trellis to sit down.
Mo Xiaomu found that grandma was holding grandpa's tobacco pipe that never left her hands.
Grandma Mo Wu looked at the tobacco pipe and said to herself like in the room: Old man, why are you doing this? What should I do if you leave? I promised to wait for Xiaomu to grow up and let's go together, you untrustworthy old guy! If I follow what you said before and leave with you, what should we do with Xiaomu?
People are most likely to be moved by emotions at this time. Mo Xiaomu originally didn't believe in the death of Master Mo Wu. After crying for a while, he still didn't believe it, so he didn't cry, just worried that his grandmother would suddenly feel cold after being too sad, so he subconsciously stayed by her side.
Now when he heard grandma talk about him, a picture of herself being lonely immediately appeared in her heart. Tears suddenly gushed out, crying in a sensation, the mountains shaking, the sun and the moon were gone.
When the neighbor heard the movement of his house, he hurried over to see what happened. After obtaining the accurate information, he soon spread the news of Mr. Mo Wu's death throughout the entire village of Taohuayu.
The whole village was filled with sighs. After sighing, they all came over to help Master Mo Wu to help him.
A few days later, a piece of new soil was added to the Mo family's ancestral grave. Master Mo Wu lay quietly on the hillside and could no longer tell those ridiculous and dirty stories of the men and women in the village.
After Master Mo Wu died, Mo Xiaomu seemed to have grown up all of a sudden and had less time to play. Every day after school, he either went uphill to pick mushrooms or worked at home. When he did nothing, he stayed by Grandma Mo Wu's side.
But Mo Xiaomu's hand didn't work around him. One morning two years after Mo Wu's death, Mo Xiaomu got up early and prepared breakfast. He went to call grandma for dinner. Just like last time he called grandma, he shouted for a long time but didn't respond. He walked into grandma's house and tried to touch her body. Mo Xiaomu fell to the ground in dejectedly.
Grandma Mo Wu is also cold
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