Chapter 2 Talk to your mother

I stayed alone in the house and my mood had fallen to a low point. Is my parents' divorce just an accident or a common problem among rich people? It is inevitable.

I began to think about my parents' relationship. Are they really as good as I saw before? Or are they just an illusion? Just because of a photo and some rumors, my father believed that his mother had cheated on her. It can be seen that his trust in her mother has been exhausted with the passage of time.

If two people can get divorced, it must be because they have no feelings. Once the lubricant that maintains the family exists, it will be easy to understand separation.

I lamented that I would have been born in an extremely ordinary family. My father has been together for his career for many years. He has been away from his mother for many years. My mother can only focus on me. When I grow up and become a talent, my mother has passed her best years.

If the mother is just an ordinary woman and the father is just an ordinary office worker, even if the family doesn’t have much money, as long as the family is safe and sound, it can be considered happy.

Lying on the bed, I felt so happy when I met Luo Wan in the afternoon, but I had no idea at all.

Holding a family photo in my hand, with dad on the left and mom on the right, and I stood in the middle, with a happy smile on my face.

This was taken by my parents when I took me to Sanya for a trip during the summer vacation last year. I was only sixteen years old that year. A young boy acted as a light bulb for his parents. Looking at the love of his parents in the photo, everything seemed to be still yesterday, but when I thought that they were still in the living room, I knew that all this might be about to change.

If they really get divorced in the end, I have to have my own plans.Thinking of Luo Wan's desire to study abroad, I turned on my phone and searched for study abroad.

The best university in Canada is the University of Toronto, which has been the first throne in Canada all year round.

It was founded in 1827 and is located in Toronto, Canada's largest city, and originated in King's College in 1827.

After nearly two hundred years of vigorous development and academic spirit of rigorous knowledge, it has become a world's top public research university and is also recognized as the highest-level higher education institution in Canada with the highest comprehensive strength.

As a few surviving academies and federal universities in North America, in addition to the conventional structure, there are as many as 12 undergraduate colleges, each with different history and characteristics, and has a large degree of independent financial and management rights...

After checking it, basically, when studying in English-speaking countries such as the United States, Britain, Canada, etc., you need to provide TOEFL or IELTS scores, and your scores generally need to be above 60.

As for age requirements, international students generally must be over 18 years old.

Secondly, there is an academic requirement. You must have a high school degree to apply for a bachelor's degree, and the average score of all subjects in high school must be above 80 points.

This part is an admission requirement, and judging from the cost of studying abroad, the tuition and living expenses for one year of study abroad are generally not low. Just when I wanted to check the specific costs, my mother knocked on the door and called me to have a meal.

Just staring at my phone, I forgot that it was already night.

I dropped my cell phone, went out to wash my hands and came to the restaurant.

My mother was still busy with her last dish in the kitchen, but her father and aunt were gone. It seemed that her father would not come back for dinner.

On the table was a dish of fried garlic meat that I like to eat, and a dish of fried okra eggs.

My mother's back was still busy in the kitchen. Looking at her slightly peeled figure, she held a shovel in one hand and fryed the plate in the other hand and prepared to come out of the pot. She raised her hand but couldn't get the chopsticks down and ate it first. Her mind was full of scenes of mother's mother's love.

As the saying goes, children are the flesh of mothers. My mother regards me more important than myself. She never throws me at home to buy unnutritious takeaways. If she sees me eating instant noodles, she will scold me. Thanks to my mother's careful care, I have grown tall and big, and now I am one head taller than my mother who is 1.7 meters tall.

I love my mother very much, she is the symbol of family in my mind. If she is sad, her home will be covered with clouds. If she collapses, her home will be dispersed.

She is such a proud and arrogant person, and is willing to be ordinary, all for me, and for my son to have a beautiful growth environment and be her son. I really feel lucky.

Putting down the chopsticks, I got into the kitchen by chance and saw my mother facing away from me, concentrating on making slippery broth.

I couldn't help but look at my mother's back, with her soft curves, her perky buttocks, a black hair wrapped around the back of her head. The slim dress could not hide her enchanting figure. The laces of the apron outlined a slender waist... As I looked at me, I was shamelessly hard.

Whether it is temperament or appearance, mother's beauty is definitely not inferior to any girl at present. If she can come with a woman like her once, it would be a blessing for eight lifetimes.

Unfortunately, this is not the idea that a son should have. I quickly shook my head, drove away some strange thoughts in my heart, and then walked behind her and said to my mother, "Mom, do you need help?"

My mother didn't expect me to appear behind her. Usually I waited for the food to serve, but today I thought of going into the kitchen. Her body trembled obviously. When she turned around, she saw me standing there and didn't move. She couldn't help but say anger, I'm about to prepare. You kid, there's smoke here, so you can eat it first.

She said that she wanted to drive me out. In her mother's concept, she would be fine with her in the kitchen. She had never made me worry about food, so I felt that my mother was even more good, so I leaned against the door and murmured to her mother, "I want to wait for my mother to go with me."

She was busy opening the pot and putting seasonings, but her mother didn't respond to me anymore, but she vaguely heard her muttering in a low voice, what's wrong with this child today...

After putting the seasonings, my mother started to turn off the heat and then put the scald into a large porcelain basin. A set of processes flowed through the flow, showing my mother's ability as a housewife.

Then my mother bent down to bring the prepared delicious food to the table. The things that had just been out of the pot should be very hot. My mother had been busy for a long time. I felt a little pity and took the initiative to come forward without saying anything. Then she said to my mother with a smile, Mom, the bowl is hot, I'll do it.

It was indeed a bit hot in my hand, but my heart was very warm. I walked out of the kitchen in two steps, and my mother unbuttoned her apron and followed her. Looking at my tall back, she was filled with a hint of happiness. When my son grew up, she knew that she felt sorry for her mother.

Isn’t that what my son should do?... I put down the soup basin, wiped my hands, and then I stretched out my hands and held it on my shoulders to let her sit down. My mother was also very obedient and sat next to me as I wanted.

Mom, sit down, I'll help you serve the rice.Immediately afterwards, I turned back into the kitchen and took a pair of chopsticks and a bowl for my mother. My mother didn’t eat much, so I lifted the rice spoon and put only half a bowl in it.

Dangdangdang... Give it to my dearest mother.As if to ease the atmosphere at that afternoon, I had a little more naughty behavior in front of my mother.

There was no formality... My mother gave me a blank look, but she smiled and picked it up.

The food my mother cooks is so delicious and she can never eat enough... I just smash it and I feel that the food can't be blocked.

Then eat more.A hint of dullness flashed in my mother's eyes, as if she realized that there were not many opportunities like this after the college entrance examination. She even thought I was a child and kept picking up food for me.

I saw that half a bowl of vegetables had already piled up in front of me, but my mother hadn’t eaten a few bites yet, so I couldn’t help but remind my mother, “Mom, you eat Ah too.”After saying that, he ate it with big mouthfuls, without any concern about the image on the dining table.

My mother is an elegant and intellectual woman, and she often teaches me like this.

I can still be polite outside, but at home, especially in front of my mother, I can't be gentle. I always show my childlike appearance without restraint, which makes my mother remind me to eat slowly, and no one will compete with you...

Hehe... I raised my head and couldn't help but smile, but my mother reached out to wipe the remaining rice grains on my mouth. My mother's love was overflowing in her clear eyes.

A meal was quickly swept away in the atmosphere of a mother's kind and filial son. Of course, most of it fell into my stomach. My mother got up to clean up the dishes, but I held her weak and boneless shoulders again and pulled her to the sofa to sit down.

Mom, please take a rest, I will wash the dishes today.As I said that, I picked up the remote control and turned on the TV for her.

Seeing that I was like a little adult, my mother smiled angrily, "Are you okay? Let's do it?"

As she said that, she wanted to get up, but I still held her shoulders. She was half sitting while I stood. For a moment, facing her tall and wide-body son, her mother looked like a child. She couldn't persuade me to sit down. I said to my mother as if she was attentive. Usually, she always went into the kitchen. Today I want to experience my mother's hard work and do more for her.

I have said that, my mother is not shy and happy to be idle. She returns to the sofa and starts to search the station with the remote control.

After entering the kitchen, I began to learn from my mother's usual behavior, brushing the pot and washing dishes, wiping the cutting board and the table... Although it was not difficult to live, it took me some time to come and sweat a little, and I felt more aware of my mother's hard work and the greatness of maternal love.

I washed and sorted the things in the kitchen. I was very satisfied with this little achievement, so I finally washed my hands and went out.

When my mother saw me coming out, she patted the seat next to me and signaled me to sit next to her and watch TV with her.

The TV shows a program from the music channel.

My mother doesn’t like watching those idol dramas very much, and she thinks the plot is too fake and superficial, or marketing talent shows are all charged IQ tax for traffic, so my mother certainly doesn’t like it very much.

She always has her own set of values ​​and aesthetics. She usually watches some health or travel programs, and of course she is still a little interested in such grassroots programs.

The level of grassroots singers on the stage is actually very average, but they dare to challenge and are optimistic about life, which is what attracts people.

One thing that has to be mentioned here is that in fact, my mother is also a person with a lot of musical cells. She studied in the music department in her early years. Not only did she play the piano well, but her singing voice is actually very beautiful. Because I am her son, I was fortunate to appreciate my mother's singing.

The show didn't take long and it was finished soon. My mother pressed the power button of the remote control and turned off the TV.

I was stunned for a while, and tried to raise my hands high and stretch. This movement was very ordinary, but the air was filled with the fragrance of orchid.

My mother was wearing a white floral short skirt today. Because she was at home, the collar of the top was buttoned, and the collar exposed a touch of fair skin, down the center of the neck, and a mysterious cleavage was slightly exposed on her chest, beautiful but not erotic.

Because of sitting, the hem of the lower body can only cover ten centimeters above the knee, and a piece of snow-white thighs are exposed at the bottom of the skirt. My mother sits elegantly and her legs are slightly together. The lower body has nothing inappropriate except for the eye-catching balls.

Through the dress, the smell emitted by the mother is very nice. It is not the simple perfume of ordinary women, but the kind of daughter fragrance that really comes from women. It can easily make people intoxicated if they smell it too much.

When I was a child, I liked to hold my mother on my body. But after I realized that there was a difference between men and women, I gradually reduced these actions, but I had no resistance to the ripe smell on my mother.

Do you have something to say to your mother?When my mother saw me staring at her in a daze, she might think I was thinking about something.

But thinking about it, my parents have had a conflict. Such a big thing happened. As the only son in the family, if there is nothing to say, then he is really heartless.

As soon as my mother spoke, my heart softened. It was really not right that I could not speak for her in the afternoon.

Even if that aunt is an elder, she cannot interfere in my family like this. I let her bully my mother without saying a word. Thinking about how sad my mother would be in the afternoon, I really want to say a few words for my mother, but thousands of words have become a simple sentence when I say something to her. Thank you mom.

Little fool, I am your mother, what are you grateful for... Maybe my expression moved her very much, and she said it seriously, which made my mother unable to help but flow her mother's mother's nature. She turned around and climbed into my head with a jade hand, rubbing my hair lightly.

This is a gentle expression of mother's mother's love, and it is also a familiar way when I was a child. In the past, whenever I was wronged or sick, she would be by my side, gently rub my head, or gently pinch my little face.

Thank you mom for helping me raise me, thank you mom for always loving me... I like mom.I couldn't help but say all the things I held in my heart, and it was not enough. Just like when I was a child, I tilted my head in habit, leaned towards my mother's arms, my face pressed against my mother's plump breasts, and my mouth still cried. Not only did my mother raise me as a white and fat person, but she also cultivated my personality and grades to excel. I feel really satisfied to be your son.

I rarely live like this today. To outsiders, I think it is a bit naive and a little out of character.

The mother should also be moved to reveal her family affection with her son. She is getting older when her son grows up, but she still feels that all her efforts and efforts are not in vain. Even if she sacrifices her youth, she feels worth it.

Mother's love is great and delicate and sound. She held my shoulder with one hand and patted my back with the other a few times. Her emotions were driven by me, and my mother said slowly, "Mom likes you too."My Xiaoer has grown up and has become more sensible...

Actually, I want to say that my preferences are like men and women, but I dare not say anything clearly when facing my mother's beautiful eyes.

This kind of mother, kindness and filial son, has a very warm atmosphere in the living room.

But after a long time, I realized that there was something wrong. My head was leaning against my mother's body, and my little face just pressed against my mother's chest.

The summer clothes were already thin, and my mother had already unbuttoned her upper body. After passing through the swaying of my head, the collar slid down a little. Through the thin layer of clothes, her nose had already hit my mother's deep white gully, and even the bra could not block the breath of her chest. The greasy frankincense came to her nose, making me really want to take a bite.

My mother's hand was placed on my shoulders and behind me, so I was very close to her, my head was buried in front of my mother's chest, and my face kept squeezing my mother's trembling pair of breasts. The plump breasts were slightly deformed. I felt that my mother's breasts were full of elasticity, and the dick below me swelled up again without any effort.

The idea of ​​breastfeeding was just thinking about it. I knew it would be bad for this, so I stopped choking and wanted to get up and leave my mother's body.

The scorching breath kept hitting my mother's exposed breasts. My mother also felt that the position was too intimate. She held my shoulder and used a little force, and I sat in front of her again.

The collar on her mother's chest was a little messy. She didn't think much about it. She reached up to tidy up her clothes, then pulled the shoulder straps, returning her upper body to a neat and elegant state.

Although I am her son, I still have to admit that my mother's movement is full of feminine mature style, especially the bra and shoulder strap movement is very seductive. If I were not her son, I would definitely not be able to help but pounce on me when I saw such a beautiful scene.

My mother was not wary of me at all, and of course she was even less likely to have any polite intentions. She tidied up her clothes and soon became a graceful and colorful image.

Seeing me staring at her collar in a daze, my mother chewed at me and then asked with concern, "The college entrance examination score has already come down, what school to go to and what major to choose?"

I asked some teachers and class teachers, probably because artificial intelligence and integrated circuits are more promising, but I haven’t decided what to choose yet. Do you have any recommendations for your mother?The reason why I didn't mention studying abroad so quickly is because I haven't decided whether to go abroad or not. Once I say it so quickly, it might make my mother sad. After all, she is not in a good mood today. If I hear that my son is going abroad, it will only be even worse.

You are a science subject, and your mother doesn’t understand these things. It’s better to communicate more with classmates and friends. However, no matter what your choice is, as long as your son chooses, your mother will support you.My mother is kind and kind, and she always feels so understanding. As long as it is right, she will support me whatever I do.

The more my mother was like this, the more confused I was. My mother loved me so much, but I couldn't do anything for her.

Because of those inexplicable photos, my father and mother fell into a quarrel, and my relationship with my mother was not affected at all.

But how did they end the afternoon?

I haven't seen my father since I came out of the bedroom. He must have left home intentionally, and I don't have to think about it and know that he won't come back tonight.

If I was just angry for a moment, I wouldn’t be worried. They were all old couples. Such things have not happened before, but what I fear most was that they would make a fuss and they would make a divorce. I tentatively asked my mother, "Are you still angry?" Will you make up for it with your father this time?"

I was afraid of irritating my mother's sensitive nerves, so I asked carefully, and originally wanted to say, "Dad is still angry."'But such a tone might make the mother feel that her son's fault was her fault, so she quickly changed her mouth.

I could care about this family, and my mother showed a gratifying expression, but she did not answer me positively, but asked back, "Son, do you believe in my mother?"

What my mother should be talking about is about the photo, but it is not as obvious as it is.

No mother wants to have a cheating character in her son's eyes, but that photo is indeed true and there is no trace of PS at all.

Forget it, even if I have written in black and white, I choose to believe in my mother. This is the same as the reason why my son doesn’t care about her mother’s ugliness. Of course, I believe that my mother has not cheated, and it must be someone who intentionally wants to destroy our family.

Although I also hope that there are villains who are doing this, who will be so bored? My mother has always been clean and there are no other men around me except me and my father. I really can't figure it out, so I continued to ask carefully, Mom, what did my father say?For this matter, the most important thing depends on how the father interprets it, after all, they are husband and wife.

While talking, my right hand blocked my mother's waist, but my mother didn't think much about this kind of caring behavior, and leaned slightly towards me.

Your dad, alas, it would be great if his son could have such a clear understanding of the matter... Mom's tone was filled with sorrow and blame, but she was unwilling to explain too much about this matter.

This is the mother's character. She has been noble and widowed for decades and always maintains elegance when encountering problems. Even her son is unwilling to say more.

My mother was as unwilling to bow her head like the spring and snow, but my son hoped that they could be reconciled as before, so she whispered earnestly, "Mom, why don't I talk to my father..."

Unexpectedly, this sentence provoked my mother. She was very calm just now, but now the voice became louder. What else can I say? It was not my fault. Anyway, he had already decided that I had cheated on me, so why should I let my son suffer from his cold face...

My mother's complaints showed her aggrieved side to the fullest. I didn't care whether my father would give me a cold face, but my mother said so, which shows that she should be honest. Seeing that my mother is in a very strong mood, I don't want to mention her again.

I gently stroked my mother's beautiful back, trying to calm her excitement, but I quickly touched the traces of the bra strap on my hand.

The palms subconsciously touched them, but they did not touch the shoulder straps. It can be seen how firm and full my mother's breasts are, because only women with big breasts do not need to wear shoulder straps.

He gently stroked my mother's back and asked, "Did my dad really have an affair with his subordinates?"I forgot if my mother mentioned this to me, but I still remember it.

I saw it once in the company's garage. It was his secretary Zhang Lulu, and other subordinates also told me, but it should be mostly rumored. I am not such a petty person. I will not be able to catch things without evidence.

Mom is a rational person, maybe she just said it casually before.

I have seen Zhang Lulu several times. Although she is very young and has a beauty, she is far inferior to her mother. Especially in terms of temperament, her charming side is simply not as good as her mother's gentle and graceful side.

From this point of view, it is not like my father who wants to abandon his mother because of his new love. However, I still asked with concern, Mom, will you get divorced?

Since the end of the TV, I have changed my naughty side and what I said to my mother became more and more serious. This little adult tone made my mother laugh a little. Instead, she broke the tense atmosphere. Don’t ask my mother so many questions, why did she care about her mother so much today... My mother’s face was full of smiles, and a row of snow-white teeth were also exposed in her bright red cherry lips.

Hehe, my mother, who doesn’t care about Ah, dad doesn’t care about it, I’m the only one... My mother’s weird emotions also drove me, and I laughed in front of my mother, and because I was so forgot, I hugged her right hand along her back and almost held her breasts.

I was ready to move and could only take advantage of my mother in this way. I gently pressed a little bit of flesh under her breasts with my fingers, but I didn't dare to make a big move, but I was very excited.

Since I let go of my heart, there is nothing that my mother can't say in front of my son. She replied coquettishly, "Silly child, your father is not that kind of stubborn person, he just can't think about it for a while. I don't think he dares to file for divorce yet... My mother said it with a giggle, and when she couldn't wrap her breasts, she caused her whole breasts to tremble, and her throat was dry.

My mother is as confident as a queen, which may be due to her long-term intimidation from her "power". My father does love her mother very much. This time, I may have made a big fuss. Maybe he will come back in a few days to apologize to her mother.

I have seen this kind of thing before. Anyway, my father and I have been controlled by my mother at home.

Seeing that I thought about it for a while, my mother stretched out a slender hand and pointed my head, then patted my hand under her breasts, and gave me a teaching tone, "Ah, just take care of yourself, don't pretend to be so mature. You don't have to worry about your mother's affairs."

I was speechless by my mother's words, so I had to smirk with a pretentious smile.

The mother and son communicated for a while. The mother looked at the watch and found that it was already nine o'clock. She stood up and went to take a shower. She turned around and entered the bedroom and left a sentence. She felt very uncomfortable in sweating. Mom went to take a shower first. You should go back to the house as well.

Then my mother took out her pajamas and came out, entered the bathroom and closed the door.

Seeing that my mother's back had disappeared, and then I heard the sound of water coming from inside, I patted my head. I was originally trying to comfort my mother, but maybe I was really worried. I turned around and returned to my house.

Mom has finished washing, so you can go and wash it too. Remember to go to bed early at night.Half an hour later, my mother finished washing. She wore a white pajamas, knocked on my door, then threw down a word of advice and went back to her bedroom.

Since parents don’t know how to divorce, they may be able to study abroad!

To be honest, I can't help but feel impulsive when I'm at home all day and have incest.

Alas, hormones are running around, so it’s better to let me go abroad. Maybe it will dispel my thoughts about my mother.

Although I am a little reluctant, it is better than doing something messy.

I made a decision in my heart, and I washed it quickly and it was ready in a while.

Li Junxiao, how many times have my mother told you that you have to wear your clothes before you can come out!

I just opened the door and exposed my body. My mother scolded me. I didn't know if my mother was waiting for me to come out, but I was shocked.

Thinking that my mother had already entered the bedroom and my father had not come home, I washed it and put on my shorts and came out.

It’s not a big fault for mom to scold me. Although my underwear can cover up the ugly thing, the bulging penis still looks a bit indecent.

I want to say that these are all your masterpieces of mom, because the two of them were close together just now, and my dick never softened.

Unexpectedly, my mother would come out for me. My beauty must have scared her, so I had to bring it to the door quickly. When I put on my clothes again, I found that my mother stood at the door and seemed to be dazed, with a blush on her face.

I forgot to tell you something, I have already said hello to your class teacher and substitute teacher to invite them to a meal. The time is set for the day after tomorrow. Don’t forget to tell your dad if you look back... I found that I was staring at her, and my mother felt a little embarrassed. She tightened the collar of her pajamas and closed the door heavily after saying that.

My mother is usually very polite to others. When the college entrance examination results were over, she discussed this with me.

I wiped my hair with a dry towel, turned around and returned to the room, and found that the green light flashed on the phone.