Time passed slowly in such an atmosphere, and we hugged each other quietly for about three minutes.
I took the initiative to let go of my arm, lowered my head and put my hand into my aunt's bend, held her back with the other hand, and hugged her horizontally.
Oh, what are you doing!
I got out of bed and walked two steps, sat down on the stool beside the bed, then turned around and zipped the quilt cover of the quilt, and said to her:
The quilt cover and the bed sheet are dirty. I will pull it off and wash it. Auntie, please sit down and don’t move first.
When my aunt saw that I had torn off the bed sheets and quilt covers, she looked at the sky outside and ordered me:
Okay, you can open the window and ventilate. There is a smell in this room now, and you don’t smell Ah!
While saying that small and delicate nose moved slightly, he sniffed it gently.
I smiled silently, walked to the windowsill and pushed the curve of the sliding window to the maximum. The wind blowing in from outside was chilly, which was very comfortable!
The summer breeze in the early morning blew in gently, gently blowing the fragrance emitted by the flowers in the community flowerbed, and quietly delivering it to my face. It was really a fragrance that seduces the nose and makes people feel refreshed.
By the way, I blew away the fishy smell in the room!
I stood in front of the window, stretched my body with a refreshed look, and stretched my muscles and bones all over my body.
Then I turned around and took the things on the bed into the bathroom, opened the lid on the washing machine, which contained the clothes I changed last night and my aunt's clothes.
My aunt followed me in, stood in front of the washbasin behind me, and picked up a white porcelain cup to fill with water.
But when she raised her face and accidentally saw the woman in the mirror, the woman in the mirror had a confused look, her complexion was rosy, and the corners of her eyes were dotted with tears that had remained before.
My aunt narrowed her eyes with anger, pouted her red lips slightly, squeezed her two fingers from the bottom of the toothpaste, pushed her hard one after another, and finally squeezed a piece of toothpaste perfectly and completely, as if this was my cock.
She bit her silver teeth lightly, turned her head slightly, and gave me a angrily blank look.
But I saw me taking out a pair of pink lace-edged underwear from the washing machine. The pure cotton underwear that was dehydrated and dried after washing, shrank into a lump.
Auntie, don’t put too much clothes in the washing machine next time. Look, these underwear are wrinkled!
I grabbed the corners of my panties on both sides, opened it, and said seriously.
After the underwear was rolled and washed and dried, there were several wrinkles on the surface of the fabric, which was no longer as smooth as it was when it was taken off yesterday.
My aunt saw that the little Nene with her in my hand was tossing and turning, and she was talking about something.
She pursed her lips, quickly put down the toothbrush on her hand, quickly approached, and instantly took away the underwear in my hand.
She grabbed her panties with her left hand and hid them behind her back. She lowered her head and said vaguely, while pushing me out of the bathroom with her right hand.
Okay, you put the sheets here and go out first, just let me wash them!You are about to go out and see if your mom gets up now!
OK!
I thought so.It was almost half past six, and my mother should be about to get up, nodded, and was obediently pushed out of the bathroom.
When my aunt saw me go out, she went back to the washbasin and stroked the messy hair on her forehead back in front of the mirror.
He raised his left hand and opened his palm. She looked at the lump. She had just grasped it hard in the palm of her hand. She had already become an oval pink object, and spat in her mouth:
This little idiot, why do you look at my underwear so carefully?I'm embarrassed.
Although he took off his underwear in front of him last night and tied his hair as a hair rope, he was now looking at it carefully with his underwear and commenting on it.I still felt inexplicably ashamed.
I left my aunt's bedroom and walked to the corridor. I saw that the door of my mother's bedroom had been opened. It seemed that my mother had woken up and was about to go to her door to see the situation.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of fried oil in the kitchen, and I turned around and walked to the kitchen door. I thought my mother was already making breakfast at this moment!
When I walked to the kitchen door, I saw my mother facing away from me, holding the eggs in her hand in front of the gas stove, skillfully making egg liquid into the pot.
She was wearing a white round-neck chiffon shirt with her black curly hair tied behind her head, revealing her slender and white neck.
She was wearing a bright gray professional suit skirt, with round and white kneecaps under the hem, and the protruding lower edges of the knees were tightly wrapped in black glass stockings, making her legs look strong and slender.
The translucent stockings make the legs look fair and smooth and bright.
My mother was wearing pink ladies' slippers on her feet, and I looked at the perfect jade feet wrapped in transparent stockings.
The round and smooth heels, with the stir-frying movement, tiptoing up and down, revealing the white soles of the soles from behind the narrow soles.
My mother is a little shorter than my aunt's height, so her beautiful feet are slightly smaller than my aunt's, about 38 sizes, and my aunt's feet are 39 sizes, and her feet look thinner and slender, each with its own beauty.
I couldn't help but fantasize. If one day I could be stepped on by my mother and aunt at the same time, how cool would it be!
Of course, yy is yy. Now the most important thing is to get along well with your mother, improve the intimacy between mother and son, and let the mother fully feel the warmth and care of her son.
I think it would be too sad if the son only had a pure lust for his mother in a single-parent family!
Of course I don’t deny that my son has ideas about his mother because she is beautiful and has a good figure, so she has that kind of thought!
But this kind of mother-son incompetence that only vents desire is short-lived and fragile.Only by sharing life and the sincere feelings that accompanies each other can make this relationship more stable and long-lasting.
My mother kept her shoulders and neck in a vertical posture, her neck was slender and straight, and she lowered her head and lowered her eyes and was stir-frying the dishes seriously.
The early sun rises in the morning, the bright red dawn shines in the east, and bright light shines in from the window directly in front of you.
It hit her long, beautiful black hair, which was as smooth and soft as silk, and as black as rainy clouds.
Her black and shiny hair makes her beautiful face look better than snow, her temperament is elegant and charming, giving people the impression of solemn and reserved.
I pulled off the red apron from the wall hook and walked over with my hands and feet.
He slowly walked behind his mother, grabbed the apron with his right hand and walked around her in front of her, grabbed the left side of the apron with the other hand, pulled the apron apart and covered the lower edge of her breasts. Then he pulled the apron's laces from both sides of his waist and gently tied a knot on her back.
I tied a knot on my hands, my lips were close to me, close to my mother's smooth and tender back neck, and my nostrils gently smelled the rich fragrance on her body, and said in a low voice:
Mom, if you don’t wear apron when cooking breakfast, you won’t be afraid of oil stains on your clothes!
When I saw my mother, she couldn't help but shrink her neck, her jaw lowered, and the white and delicate skin on her neck had soft and thin hairs raised. Only under the bright light of the blue sky and the sun could she see it!
The next second, my mother quickly relaxed. She did not look back and continued to stir-fry the eggs in the pan with a spatula in her hand. She said in a proud tone in her mouth:
You don’t look at your mother’s cooking experience for many years. Control the heat to prevent the hot oil from sputtering out.This is not a small problem!But thank you, please, why did you get up so early today?
I stopped when I saw it was good, and my body naturally took a step back, about half a meter away from her body, and said with a smile to my mother.
I knew my mother was the most amazing, but I actually got up at six o'clock!
Mom lowered the flame of the gas stove, put the chopped green onion, ginger and garlic on the cutting board into the pot, and stirred it slightly with the eggs.
Then he turned his head and looked at me. Seeing that my clothes were already dressed neatly, he nodded and praised:
Not bad, it looks quite energetic. Are you going to go out for a run?
I have exercised and did thirty sit-ups as my aunt asked me!Look at me????.
I bent down slightly, raised my arms, bent my arms upwards and put a fitness posture, and replied to my mother with a sarcastic look on my face.
When my mother saw me posing in such a funny and exaggerated look, she showed a gentle smile.
The smile on his face was so bright that the corners of his mouth were almost grinning to his ears, and two rows of white and neat teeth were shining in the light of the kitchen.
It’s actually good to exercise at home. You can just take a shower after resting!Do you want to take a shower now?After you finish taking a shower, my breakfast will be almost ready!
I casually pulled open the collar with my hands and smelled the smell on my body. Well, there was no smell of sweat!I just did sit-ups in the living room and my body has been optimized and I can handle this low-intensity exercise with ease.
But my aunt sat on me and rubbed her body, and then gave me a blowjob. Although she didn't exercise, she was sweating all over.
I said to my mom:
I don’t need to take a shower, and I’m not sweating again!
OK, please go to the living room first, wait until I finish cooking breakfast and bring it out, let’s have it together!
OK!
I didn't think this kid was quite funny before!You Yingxin couldn't help thinking in her heart.
I turned around and walked to the living room, sat in my seat waiting for my mother's breakfast, and suddenly the sound of the system sounded in my mind:
(Host, please note that the mother of the guide has changed its emotional value! Please continue to work hard)
An illusory interface appeared in front of my pupils:
You Yingxin (Mom): Family affection: 100 (Love deep love for a child)
Love: 12{Love Value} Stage: 0-24 (with love) 25 (love in love) 50 (feeling in love) 75 (feeling deep like the sea) 100 (unswer until death)
(Why did it suddenly change?)
(After the spiritual communication with my mother last night, the spiritual barrier between them has disappeared. The host made a caring and considerate move. Since the other party’s family affection value has reached its peak, it cannot be increased, and the love value will naturally change quietly!)
(Okay, I understand, you can step down!)
（……）
With a bang, my aunt's bedroom door opened. She was wearing her previous lavender suspender nightgown, revealing her slender neck and delicate collarbone.
The body exudes a faint fragrance, and the hair is dripping with water.My aunt just took a shower and had not had time to dry her hair!
I widened my eyes, glanced at the kitchen, then pointed to the red marks on her breasts, and waved my hand at her.
When my aunt saw me staring at her breasts, she showed a charming smile on her face, and walked over and said in a quiet voice:
Don’t ask for it, you’re so brave. What are you trying to do?
I opened my eyes sideways and didn't look at a red mark on the snow-white skin. I was afraid that my mother would suddenly come out and find it. I said in a deep voice:
Auntie, mom is in the kitchen now. Can you look at your breasts before you walk out?
My aunt saw me open my eyes and no longer looked at her. She frowned and looked straight at me and said:
What's wrong with my nightgown showing my breasts?Wearing cool clothes like this is all your own people, what's the point...Ah!
She said as she lowered her eyes to her chest and saw a red mark on her chest exposed by her nightgown.He let out a light cry and quickly covered it with his palm.
I just washed the things you left behind, and after using a little force, why did I even rub the red marks?Well, I have to go into the room and change my clothes!
My aunt covered her chest, finished whispering to me, and then hurriedly turned around and went to the bedroom.
Just then, my mother walked out with two bowls of soup noodles, not far away. When she saw my aunt walking from the living room to the bedroom, she shouted with concern:
Sister, I’m here to have breakfast, what are you doing?
Hehe, I'll go in and blow dry my hair. You eat it first, don't wait for me!
My aunt hurriedly walked in, showed her head, and said with a smile to her mother.
Mom, let’s have it first. My aunt forgot to dry her hair after taking a shower, and she said she didn’t have to wait for her.
That's OK!
My mother nodded and said nothing. She brought the bowl with the most meat and noodles in her hand to me!
If you exercise in the morning, you must be empty now, eat more!
I picked up the chopsticks, stirred them for a while, and saw two poached eggs at the bottom.I grinned and said:
Thank you mom!
My mother sat opposite me and saw that I was so well-behaved and polite, and smiled:
Thank you, eat quickly!
My mother lowered her head and ate it quickly. After taking two bites, she seemed to feel that the taste was not right, so she got up and went to the kitchen to get a bottle of wet spicy sauce.
She opened the lid, spooned into the noodle bowl, adding hot sauce one spoonful to it.
After she added, she pressed her chopsticks against her lips, glanced at me staring at her, and she said in confusion:
I'll add some spicy food, do you want it?
I quickly shook my head and watched my mother eat like a little rabbit. Although every bite maintains the elegant lady and put it in her mouth, the speed is not slow at all.
My aunt eats a little bite, but she eats slowly.This should be caused by the different pace of life and work of the two!
I watched my mother's lips quickly open and close. Even if she didn't apply lipstick in the morning, she was still red in color, bright and plump, which made people want to have a love affair.
My face was filled with a smile and I asked my mother:
Mom, how can you learn to eat spicy food, as a person who is a man of cloud?
My mother's hair scattered on her cheeks and brushed her ears behind her, and replied with a smile:
No one stipulates that people in Fuyun must eat light food~ My mother's hometown is actually from Rongcheng. I not only like spicy food, but also hardship, but also stinky tofu.
My mother's expression was a little proud, and she looked like a taster who had eaten all over the world.
I think the woman Mom is very interesting. She is generous and not artificial, but she is different from the stingy and free-spirited personality of the girls in Rongcheng, and it perfectly neutralizes the arrogance of the local women in Fuyun.
Her beautiful face and perfect figure have added a full mark to her overall image in my heart.
To be honest, I was not a human in my previous life, so why do I ignore my peerless beauty like my mother?
However, in this life I began to have ideas about my mother, and it seems that I have not become a human!
I couldn't stop criticizing.
(Host, you were not a son of humanity in your previous life, but you were worse than beasts in this life. Which one do you think is better?)
(I...I think it's second, huh? I'll go to your sixth uncle!)
（******）
(System, why don’t you speak?)
(The system is just criticizing you with the language of spiritual civilization, because you can't understand the meaning, so you can't hear it!)
(Good Ah, he actually slandered the host behind his back. Shut up!)
After saying that, I cut off my spiritual communication with the system. Now this auxiliary system is becoming more and more anthropomorphic!
My aunt's bedroom was opened at this time. I looked up at the door. My aunt's short hair with her ears was blown so hard that she was refreshed. She used gel or spray to shape the product and put her bangs on the top of her head, creating a plump and fluffy curling effect.
Compared with the dense and thick bangs on the eyebrows and the three-point bangs with short hair, the bangs require less hair on the forehead, making the facial features more three-dimensional and protruding, making the ultra-short hair that was originally neutral and a little cold, and has a bit of ladylike temperament.
With a teasing voice, I said to my aunt sitting next to my mother:
Auntie, your hairstyle looks, well, I feel that you are indeed a little older than your mother!
You mean I'm old?
My aunt knocked on my head and scolded me, "I looked over, and she glared at me with a angrily."
My mother glanced at me and didn't say anything, wanting to see how I answered.
I covered my head with one hand and said aggrievedly with my lips:
No, aunt, I didn’t say it clearly. I mean my mother looks like a 25 or 26-year-old beauty. Your current look is like a beautiful young woman in her thirty years old!
As soon as he finished speaking, his head was knocked again, and anger flashed in his aunt's eyes.
Puchi...Sister, don’t be as knowledgeable as him!
Mom couldn't help laughing and squirted out, covering her lips with one hand and touching her aunt's shoulder with the other, comforting her.
Don’t ask, I, a woman who has never been married, will you call me a young woman?Your mother gave birth to a young man like you here, so you say she is a beauty!You are too biased!
I knew that my words were wrong at this time. Although my original intention was to say that both of them were mature women, my aunt looked more like a sexy mature woman with a mature and charming temperament at this moment!
And my aunt was already broken last night and became my woman!But the difference in the name of a young woman and a beautiful woman is still easy to make people misunderstand. After all, one is never married and the other is married!
I stood up, bent down, grabbed the wrist of my aunt opposite the table with both hands, and apologized with my head down:
Don’t be surprised, aunt, it’s all my fault that I can’t speak. I didn’t say you are old. What I mean is that you look beautiful and charming now, elegant and mature!My mother looks young and beautiful, looking like a woman of twenty-five or twenty-six years old!
After hearing this, my mother had a smile hidden in the corner of her eyes, as if a lotus bloomed, her eyes were curved, and she smiled:
Okay, mom is still young and beautiful now, she is already an old woman!
My aunt snorted with her nose, her rosy lips curled up one side, a smile appeared, and her black eyes turned around, and she saw that I was still scratching the back of her neck awkwardly with her hands.
I couldn't help but stretch out a smooth and delicate leg, touched my calf with my toes painted with red kodan, and said:
Okay, my aunt doesn’t blame you anymore. Eat quickly. I’ll wait for you to come back from school in the afternoon. I’ll ask you to tell you which companies to invest in!
I took the initiative to let go of my arm, lowered my head and put my hand into my aunt's bend, held her back with the other hand, and hugged her horizontally.
Oh, what are you doing!
I got out of bed and walked two steps, sat down on the stool beside the bed, then turned around and zipped the quilt cover of the quilt, and said to her:
The quilt cover and the bed sheet are dirty. I will pull it off and wash it. Auntie, please sit down and don’t move first.
When my aunt saw that I had torn off the bed sheets and quilt covers, she looked at the sky outside and ordered me:
Okay, you can open the window and ventilate. There is a smell in this room now, and you don’t smell Ah!
While saying that small and delicate nose moved slightly, he sniffed it gently.
I smiled silently, walked to the windowsill and pushed the curve of the sliding window to the maximum. The wind blowing in from outside was chilly, which was very comfortable!
The summer breeze in the early morning blew in gently, gently blowing the fragrance emitted by the flowers in the community flowerbed, and quietly delivering it to my face. It was really a fragrance that seduces the nose and makes people feel refreshed.
By the way, I blew away the fishy smell in the room!
I stood in front of the window, stretched my body with a refreshed look, and stretched my muscles and bones all over my body.
Then I turned around and took the things on the bed into the bathroom, opened the lid on the washing machine, which contained the clothes I changed last night and my aunt's clothes.
My aunt followed me in, stood in front of the washbasin behind me, and picked up a white porcelain cup to fill with water.
But when she raised her face and accidentally saw the woman in the mirror, the woman in the mirror had a confused look, her complexion was rosy, and the corners of her eyes were dotted with tears that had remained before.
My aunt narrowed her eyes with anger, pouted her red lips slightly, squeezed her two fingers from the bottom of the toothpaste, pushed her hard one after another, and finally squeezed a piece of toothpaste perfectly and completely, as if this was my cock.
She bit her silver teeth lightly, turned her head slightly, and gave me a angrily blank look.
But I saw me taking out a pair of pink lace-edged underwear from the washing machine. The pure cotton underwear that was dehydrated and dried after washing, shrank into a lump.
Auntie, don’t put too much clothes in the washing machine next time. Look, these underwear are wrinkled!
I grabbed the corners of my panties on both sides, opened it, and said seriously.
After the underwear was rolled and washed and dried, there were several wrinkles on the surface of the fabric, which was no longer as smooth as it was when it was taken off yesterday.
My aunt saw that the little Nene with her in my hand was tossing and turning, and she was talking about something.
She pursed her lips, quickly put down the toothbrush on her hand, quickly approached, and instantly took away the underwear in my hand.
She grabbed her panties with her left hand and hid them behind her back. She lowered her head and said vaguely, while pushing me out of the bathroom with her right hand.
Okay, you put the sheets here and go out first, just let me wash them!You are about to go out and see if your mom gets up now!
OK!
I thought so.It was almost half past six, and my mother should be about to get up, nodded, and was obediently pushed out of the bathroom.
When my aunt saw me go out, she went back to the washbasin and stroked the messy hair on her forehead back in front of the mirror.
He raised his left hand and opened his palm. She looked at the lump. She had just grasped it hard in the palm of her hand. She had already become an oval pink object, and spat in her mouth:
This little idiot, why do you look at my underwear so carefully?I'm embarrassed.
Although he took off his underwear in front of him last night and tied his hair as a hair rope, he was now looking at it carefully with his underwear and commenting on it.I still felt inexplicably ashamed.
I left my aunt's bedroom and walked to the corridor. I saw that the door of my mother's bedroom had been opened. It seemed that my mother had woken up and was about to go to her door to see the situation.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of fried oil in the kitchen, and I turned around and walked to the kitchen door. I thought my mother was already making breakfast at this moment!
When I walked to the kitchen door, I saw my mother facing away from me, holding the eggs in her hand in front of the gas stove, skillfully making egg liquid into the pot.
She was wearing a white round-neck chiffon shirt with her black curly hair tied behind her head, revealing her slender and white neck.
She was wearing a bright gray professional suit skirt, with round and white kneecaps under the hem, and the protruding lower edges of the knees were tightly wrapped in black glass stockings, making her legs look strong and slender.
The translucent stockings make the legs look fair and smooth and bright.
My mother was wearing pink ladies' slippers on her feet, and I looked at the perfect jade feet wrapped in transparent stockings.
The round and smooth heels, with the stir-frying movement, tiptoing up and down, revealing the white soles of the soles from behind the narrow soles.
My mother is a little shorter than my aunt's height, so her beautiful feet are slightly smaller than my aunt's, about 38 sizes, and my aunt's feet are 39 sizes, and her feet look thinner and slender, each with its own beauty.
I couldn't help but fantasize. If one day I could be stepped on by my mother and aunt at the same time, how cool would it be!
Of course, yy is yy. Now the most important thing is to get along well with your mother, improve the intimacy between mother and son, and let the mother fully feel the warmth and care of her son.
I think it would be too sad if the son only had a pure lust for his mother in a single-parent family!
Of course I don’t deny that my son has ideas about his mother because she is beautiful and has a good figure, so she has that kind of thought!
But this kind of mother-son incompetence that only vents desire is short-lived and fragile.Only by sharing life and the sincere feelings that accompanies each other can make this relationship more stable and long-lasting.
My mother kept her shoulders and neck in a vertical posture, her neck was slender and straight, and she lowered her head and lowered her eyes and was stir-frying the dishes seriously.
The early sun rises in the morning, the bright red dawn shines in the east, and bright light shines in from the window directly in front of you.
It hit her long, beautiful black hair, which was as smooth and soft as silk, and as black as rainy clouds.
Her black and shiny hair makes her beautiful face look better than snow, her temperament is elegant and charming, giving people the impression of solemn and reserved.
I pulled off the red apron from the wall hook and walked over with my hands and feet.
He slowly walked behind his mother, grabbed the apron with his right hand and walked around her in front of her, grabbed the left side of the apron with the other hand, pulled the apron apart and covered the lower edge of her breasts. Then he pulled the apron's laces from both sides of his waist and gently tied a knot on her back.
I tied a knot on my hands, my lips were close to me, close to my mother's smooth and tender back neck, and my nostrils gently smelled the rich fragrance on her body, and said in a low voice:
Mom, if you don’t wear apron when cooking breakfast, you won’t be afraid of oil stains on your clothes!
When I saw my mother, she couldn't help but shrink her neck, her jaw lowered, and the white and delicate skin on her neck had soft and thin hairs raised. Only under the bright light of the blue sky and the sun could she see it!
The next second, my mother quickly relaxed. She did not look back and continued to stir-fry the eggs in the pan with a spatula in her hand. She said in a proud tone in her mouth:
You don’t look at your mother’s cooking experience for many years. Control the heat to prevent the hot oil from sputtering out.This is not a small problem!But thank you, please, why did you get up so early today?
I stopped when I saw it was good, and my body naturally took a step back, about half a meter away from her body, and said with a smile to my mother.
I knew my mother was the most amazing, but I actually got up at six o'clock!
Mom lowered the flame of the gas stove, put the chopped green onion, ginger and garlic on the cutting board into the pot, and stirred it slightly with the eggs.
Then he turned his head and looked at me. Seeing that my clothes were already dressed neatly, he nodded and praised:
Not bad, it looks quite energetic. Are you going to go out for a run?
I have exercised and did thirty sit-ups as my aunt asked me!Look at me????.
I bent down slightly, raised my arms, bent my arms upwards and put a fitness posture, and replied to my mother with a sarcastic look on my face.
When my mother saw me posing in such a funny and exaggerated look, she showed a gentle smile.
The smile on his face was so bright that the corners of his mouth were almost grinning to his ears, and two rows of white and neat teeth were shining in the light of the kitchen.
It’s actually good to exercise at home. You can just take a shower after resting!Do you want to take a shower now?After you finish taking a shower, my breakfast will be almost ready!
I casually pulled open the collar with my hands and smelled the smell on my body. Well, there was no smell of sweat!I just did sit-ups in the living room and my body has been optimized and I can handle this low-intensity exercise with ease.
But my aunt sat on me and rubbed her body, and then gave me a blowjob. Although she didn't exercise, she was sweating all over.
I said to my mom:
I don’t need to take a shower, and I’m not sweating again!
OK, please go to the living room first, wait until I finish cooking breakfast and bring it out, let’s have it together!
OK!
I didn't think this kid was quite funny before!You Yingxin couldn't help thinking in her heart.
I turned around and walked to the living room, sat in my seat waiting for my mother's breakfast, and suddenly the sound of the system sounded in my mind:
(Host, please note that the mother of the guide has changed its emotional value! Please continue to work hard)
An illusory interface appeared in front of my pupils:
You Yingxin (Mom): Family affection: 100 (Love deep love for a child)
Love: 12{Love Value} Stage: 0-24 (with love) 25 (love in love) 50 (feeling in love) 75 (feeling deep like the sea) 100 (unswer until death)
(Why did it suddenly change?)
(After the spiritual communication with my mother last night, the spiritual barrier between them has disappeared. The host made a caring and considerate move. Since the other party’s family affection value has reached its peak, it cannot be increased, and the love value will naturally change quietly!)
(Okay, I understand, you can step down!)
（……）
With a bang, my aunt's bedroom door opened. She was wearing her previous lavender suspender nightgown, revealing her slender neck and delicate collarbone.
The body exudes a faint fragrance, and the hair is dripping with water.My aunt just took a shower and had not had time to dry her hair!
I widened my eyes, glanced at the kitchen, then pointed to the red marks on her breasts, and waved my hand at her.
When my aunt saw me staring at her breasts, she showed a charming smile on her face, and walked over and said in a quiet voice:
Don’t ask for it, you’re so brave. What are you trying to do?
I opened my eyes sideways and didn't look at a red mark on the snow-white skin. I was afraid that my mother would suddenly come out and find it. I said in a deep voice:
Auntie, mom is in the kitchen now. Can you look at your breasts before you walk out?
My aunt saw me open my eyes and no longer looked at her. She frowned and looked straight at me and said:
What's wrong with my nightgown showing my breasts?Wearing cool clothes like this is all your own people, what's the point...Ah!
She said as she lowered her eyes to her chest and saw a red mark on her chest exposed by her nightgown.He let out a light cry and quickly covered it with his palm.
I just washed the things you left behind, and after using a little force, why did I even rub the red marks?Well, I have to go into the room and change my clothes!
My aunt covered her chest, finished whispering to me, and then hurriedly turned around and went to the bedroom.
Just then, my mother walked out with two bowls of soup noodles, not far away. When she saw my aunt walking from the living room to the bedroom, she shouted with concern:
Sister, I’m here to have breakfast, what are you doing?
Hehe, I'll go in and blow dry my hair. You eat it first, don't wait for me!
My aunt hurriedly walked in, showed her head, and said with a smile to her mother.
Mom, let’s have it first. My aunt forgot to dry her hair after taking a shower, and she said she didn’t have to wait for her.
That's OK!
My mother nodded and said nothing. She brought the bowl with the most meat and noodles in her hand to me!
If you exercise in the morning, you must be empty now, eat more!
I picked up the chopsticks, stirred them for a while, and saw two poached eggs at the bottom.I grinned and said:
Thank you mom!
My mother sat opposite me and saw that I was so well-behaved and polite, and smiled:
Thank you, eat quickly!
My mother lowered her head and ate it quickly. After taking two bites, she seemed to feel that the taste was not right, so she got up and went to the kitchen to get a bottle of wet spicy sauce.
She opened the lid, spooned into the noodle bowl, adding hot sauce one spoonful to it.
After she added, she pressed her chopsticks against her lips, glanced at me staring at her, and she said in confusion:
I'll add some spicy food, do you want it?
I quickly shook my head and watched my mother eat like a little rabbit. Although every bite maintains the elegant lady and put it in her mouth, the speed is not slow at all.
My aunt eats a little bite, but she eats slowly.This should be caused by the different pace of life and work of the two!
I watched my mother's lips quickly open and close. Even if she didn't apply lipstick in the morning, she was still red in color, bright and plump, which made people want to have a love affair.
My face was filled with a smile and I asked my mother:
Mom, how can you learn to eat spicy food, as a person who is a man of cloud?
My mother's hair scattered on her cheeks and brushed her ears behind her, and replied with a smile:
No one stipulates that people in Fuyun must eat light food~ My mother's hometown is actually from Rongcheng. I not only like spicy food, but also hardship, but also stinky tofu.
My mother's expression was a little proud, and she looked like a taster who had eaten all over the world.
I think the woman Mom is very interesting. She is generous and not artificial, but she is different from the stingy and free-spirited personality of the girls in Rongcheng, and it perfectly neutralizes the arrogance of the local women in Fuyun.
Her beautiful face and perfect figure have added a full mark to her overall image in my heart.
To be honest, I was not a human in my previous life, so why do I ignore my peerless beauty like my mother?
However, in this life I began to have ideas about my mother, and it seems that I have not become a human!
I couldn't stop criticizing.
(Host, you were not a son of humanity in your previous life, but you were worse than beasts in this life. Which one do you think is better?)
(I...I think it's second, huh? I'll go to your sixth uncle!)
（******）
(System, why don’t you speak?)
(The system is just criticizing you with the language of spiritual civilization, because you can't understand the meaning, so you can't hear it!)
(Good Ah, he actually slandered the host behind his back. Shut up!)
After saying that, I cut off my spiritual communication with the system. Now this auxiliary system is becoming more and more anthropomorphic!
My aunt's bedroom was opened at this time. I looked up at the door. My aunt's short hair with her ears was blown so hard that she was refreshed. She used gel or spray to shape the product and put her bangs on the top of her head, creating a plump and fluffy curling effect.
Compared with the dense and thick bangs on the eyebrows and the three-point bangs with short hair, the bangs require less hair on the forehead, making the facial features more three-dimensional and protruding, making the ultra-short hair that was originally neutral and a little cold, and has a bit of ladylike temperament.
With a teasing voice, I said to my aunt sitting next to my mother:
Auntie, your hairstyle looks, well, I feel that you are indeed a little older than your mother!
You mean I'm old?
My aunt knocked on my head and scolded me, "I looked over, and she glared at me with a angrily."
My mother glanced at me and didn't say anything, wanting to see how I answered.
I covered my head with one hand and said aggrievedly with my lips:
No, aunt, I didn’t say it clearly. I mean my mother looks like a 25 or 26-year-old beauty. Your current look is like a beautiful young woman in her thirty years old!
As soon as he finished speaking, his head was knocked again, and anger flashed in his aunt's eyes.
Puchi...Sister, don’t be as knowledgeable as him!
Mom couldn't help laughing and squirted out, covering her lips with one hand and touching her aunt's shoulder with the other, comforting her.
Don’t ask, I, a woman who has never been married, will you call me a young woman?Your mother gave birth to a young man like you here, so you say she is a beauty!You are too biased!
I knew that my words were wrong at this time. Although my original intention was to say that both of them were mature women, my aunt looked more like a sexy mature woman with a mature and charming temperament at this moment!
And my aunt was already broken last night and became my woman!But the difference in the name of a young woman and a beautiful woman is still easy to make people misunderstand. After all, one is never married and the other is married!
I stood up, bent down, grabbed the wrist of my aunt opposite the table with both hands, and apologized with my head down:
Don’t be surprised, aunt, it’s all my fault that I can’t speak. I didn’t say you are old. What I mean is that you look beautiful and charming now, elegant and mature!My mother looks young and beautiful, looking like a woman of twenty-five or twenty-six years old!
After hearing this, my mother had a smile hidden in the corner of her eyes, as if a lotus bloomed, her eyes were curved, and she smiled:
Okay, mom is still young and beautiful now, she is already an old woman!
My aunt snorted with her nose, her rosy lips curled up one side, a smile appeared, and her black eyes turned around, and she saw that I was still scratching the back of her neck awkwardly with her hands.
I couldn't help but stretch out a smooth and delicate leg, touched my calf with my toes painted with red kodan, and said:
Okay, my aunt doesn’t blame you anymore. Eat quickly. I’ll wait for you to come back from school in the afternoon. I’ll ask you to tell you which companies to invest in!
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