Chapter 11

Where have you gone?Why did you come back so late?

I went to watch...the movie.

With whom?

It was already past 10 o'clock in the evening when I got home.

Downstairs, I got off the car and went to the driver's seat, opened the door, and said to Zhuang Jing:

Take off your underwear and give it to me.

Zhuang Jing silently raised her butt, lifted her skirt, took off her pantyhose, and then took off her pantyhose.

It was a pair of khaki cotton underwear that I held in my hand to warm it up.

The strong body fragrance of women also has a scent of urine.

Then Zhuang Jing knelt down in the driver's seat and raised her snow-white butt.

She thought I was going to fuck her.

How could I torture her when she was depressed?

I know I'm the cause of her depression.

I touched the flawless butt egg, then bent down and kissed it on it, slapped it again, and looked at the buttocks shaking, and said:

Pay attention to driving, I will ask the doctor to contact you tomorrow.

I put my underwear in my pocket and turned around and left.

For a while, I couldn't see Zhuang Jing anymore, so I just teased her before leaving.

While waiting for the elevator, I sent a message to Xiao Zhou, briefly explaining Zhuang Jing’s situation and asked Xiao Zhou to find a psychiatrist for Zhuang Jing.

When I got home, my mother happened to walk out of the bedroom, so the conversation above came into being.

My mother was wearing sports underwear, a light gray navel-exposed suspender vest and cotton trousers. At the door, I could see the top of my mother's bulging chest and two clear nipples.

When she gradually got closer, I realized that she was sweating all over. Her cotton sports underwear was soaked with sweat and was translucent, and she could vaguely see the areola.

The same is true for the simple light purple briefs on the lower body, with the shadow of the pubic hair and the wrinkles of the lips, but what is soaked in the fabric is not sweat, but some kind of liquid that lubricates the vagina.

Zhang Yi once told me that the secretion system of my mother's genital organ was irreversible by drugs, and it was easy to get out of water.

She walked towards the boiling water table, and the sports underwear was so full that it was difficult to restrain. Two balls of meat were shaking up and down, shaking the spring light.

Her expression was extremely calm, not as if she was deliberately seducing me. It should be that she herself did not realize the strangeness of herself.

She's used to it.

My mother should have just finished exercising.Indoor yoga.When she approached the boiling water table, a look of shame suddenly flashed across her face. She obviously noticed that she was wearing something wrong and glanced at her quietly.

I wasn't actually worried that my mother would find me peeking at her.What's there to be afraid of?I have been in bed and fucked my pussy, so it’s not normal not to watch it.

Even under the rules set by the Mediterranean for her that she must meet her son's sexual needs, even if I pounced on her and mortified her on the spot, she could only take off her underwear and spread her legs to meet her son's sexual needs.

But I still subconsciously turned my head to avoid my mother's sight to avoid embarrassment.

but……

Just myself.

I thought you were going with the girl.

There is no way to avoid embarrassment.

I'm taking off my shoes, Ah?As soon as he pretended not to hear clearly, his mother drank a sip of water and covered it up, and immediately said quickly as if she changed the subject:

Did you have dinner?

No..., oh, I ate...

Eat or not?

I ate... but now I seem a little hungry.

My heart was a little confused and I was a little speechless, but I didn't understand what I said, and I felt it was inappropriate after I said it.

I'll cook some sugar water for you.

After a while, a pot of steaming candy water was placed on the dining table. I went to wash my hands and then took the bowl. When I returned to the dining table, my mother took advantage of this opportunity to put on a big T-shirt to cover up the shameful dress just now.

However, this feels like it is more obvious.

I had a fierce exercise tonight and I was a little hungry.

We were blowing sugar water, and my mother suddenly looked up and asked:

Are there no girls you like in school?

Ah？

My mother had a sudden idea.

I was caught off guard.

Uh..., yes.

have?

I just said there is?

I have quite a lot of women now, but I like girls... it seems that there aren't.

I like Zhuang Jing very much, but she is not a girl. Although I don’t mind this woman of my mother’s generation being my girlfriend, she can’t speak out after all.

Wei YànYàn?

I have had a crush on her, so it is already a thing of the past, and I don’t like her anymore.

I used to think she was such a special girl, but now it seems that

I touched her breasts.

I didn't expect those threats to be so useful. I was probably too confident and gradually forgot that I was once one of the most cordyceps and that she was just a junior high school student.

My plan was that she resisted, went back to tell her parents, and then I demonstrated my power to suppress this matter. This was obviously a script that the Mediterranean liked more.

The ideal thing is to get her mother in this process.

Wei YànYàn's mother is a doctor in the hospital and she is skillful and beautiful.

Although I guess the woman in this position may have been played with by many big shots, and she is even the mistress of a big shot now, it is always exciting to take both mother and daughter.

Let’s talk about Wei YànYàn.

I touched her breasts that day, and she instinctively dodged after being touched, but like a quail, she felt wronged, red-eyed, and she burst into tears, but she did not resist.

She could stand up to protest when she changed her position before, but now she has been molested, but she only knows how to cry.

When the enemy retreated, I advanced, and I reached out and grabbed it and rubbed it directly.

As expected, she still did not resist, lowered her head and rested her on her arm, cried silently, but I still violated her.

But the breasts of a third-year junior high school girl are actually just like that, so it doesn’t matter how she feels. Although she is just immature, the head teacher, Teacher Yao, was fucked by me. I feel like she is just like that when she plays with a female classmate...

Nowadays, you can always find one or two students in any class who can be fucked by giving money.

That's it, it's so boring.

So I should tell my mother:

without.

Then I told my mother that I only have one person I like.

The boy's naive thinking.

If you think that you will be moved and have a good impression of a girl.

I thought I was telling her that she was unique to you and that she would cherish your loyalty...

NO……

Nopdproduction.

In fact, women are born to be snobs.

She has a good impression of you, she likes you, she hates you, and nothing you do is right.

who?

My answer made my mother's eyes lit up, and if her ears could be raised even if they could be raised.

This hurt me.

Uh..., Wei YànYàn.

I still subconsciously said that name.

Wei YànYàn?Oh, you have a high vision.

Parents always know that students in your class are good at studying.

No?

I asked back in anger.

I didn't say that, why are you doing such a big reaction? Look, you're a little guilty.

My mother obviously didn't know why I reacted so much. She thought it was because Wei Yi'nYàn's conditions were too good and I didn't have the confidence to pursue it.

She asked again:

Have you started pursuing it?

I want to say: Does touching your breasts count?

I also want to say: I have caught it!

I want to say even more: We all have sex!

Or maybe it’s a bit sinister: She’s pregnant, you’re going to be a grandma.

but:

without.

After saying that, I felt that I couldn't help but remedy:

Actually, I don’t like it that much, I just think... I just think she looks good...

Just think it looks good.

This conversation was a bit tormented, I felt very embarrassed and uncomfortable, and I just wanted to end it as soon as possible, but my mother seemed very excited.

There is no doubt that my mother wanted to get rid of me.

Throw me to the so-called girlfriend who doesn't know where she is.

Feelings can be cultivated. Look, why did you say her name, which proves that you still like her more.

Mom, what's wrong with you?

I asked clearly and expressed my dissatisfaction.

My mother teased her hair and pretended to be confused:

You are such a big child, it's time to fall in love, it's not...

Can't you go home and fuck your mother?

I am only in the third year of junior high school!

Although I have a big child's physique.

But my heart...

I found myself unable to argue anymore.

I just planned and led an action to kidnap, rape, and imprison women today. Can't I say that my heart is still a junior high school student?

But my mother was getting quick-talking. She realized something was wrong and couldn't continue to say anything. She got up and spooned sugar water, but she obviously had half a bowl in her bowl.

Embarrassment continues to permeate.

She suddenly said:

Your mother is quite open-minded. It’s better if you are in love now, but you have to calm down before the college entrance examination...

Oh my god!

What the hell logic!?

A mother advised her son to fall in love early and play with the nature of love. Let’s talk about it now. If you break up in the second and third grades of high school, then concentrate on studying and dealing with the college entrance examination?

I don't know how to answer.

My mother found out again that she had made many mistakes and had already had awkward cancer attack. She lowered her head and focused on drinking sugar water.

I understand.

The mother of course was reluctant to continue incest with her son, and the recent disappearance of the Mediterranean also gave her the idea of ​​trying to get out of the situation.

This is where I am a little angry.

Get rid of me?

What about the unit?

You can continue to fuck the manager once a month, and occasionally fuck your colleagues as a business commission...

But want to get rid of his son?

I was a little angry and suddenly had a bad idea in my heart.

Now that I have sexual needs, my mother needs to meet it, if I now...

My mother must be embarrassed to die, right?

******

The next morning, my mother went out early.

I didn't go back to school, so I bought some tonics and went to Zhang Yi's place.

She basically works from home now, and she is extremely relaxed under special care. She is still sleeping when I arrived.

I got into the quilt and she woke up. She saw that it was me. Her eyes were a little complicated and she couldn't tell any emotions. This was a positive signal.

I kissed her, but she didn't hide, but she was not as proactive as before and would send her tongue into my mouth.

It seems that there was a round of outbreaks against me yesterday, and today her mood is obviously much more stable.

I touched her belly:

Why don’t you have a stomach?

It's not that fast, two months later.

Can you have sex?

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth. She was angry and laughed. Are you thinking about these things all day long?

It is not recommended three months earlier and three months later.

No, I watched some videos, those women had round belly and were fucked by several people in turns...

Then you can find a few people to take turns fucking me and verify it to see if there will be a miscarriage.

……

Zhang Yi is indeed a very adaptable woman.

In fact, she is a microcosm of the general public.In this new century with huge gaps between the rich and the poor, full of injustice and oppression, most people have mastered a core skill, which is that they are prone to numbness.

I can't refuse the Mediterranean order, which means I will soon fuck her daughter's belly, and the harm to Zhang Yi is inevitable.

But it is almost expected that when her daughter is really pregnant, she will persuade her daughter to accept such facts and accept my existence.

The two mothers and daughters gave birth to me and became my sex slaves.

……

It's quite exciting.

******

At noon.

The hot sunlight is filtered by the curtains, making the entire bedroom bright and warm.

Am I too much?

On the fragrant and womanly bed, Anne's tongue was taken back from my mouth, and there were silver spits between our lips. I held her face with both hands and touched her lips and teeth with my thumb.

I looked at her up close and asked her.

Perhaps it is really a beauty who is born from the heart. Her face is not related to softness, with clear edges and corners, and a cold and stern.

Clear characteristics.

Zhuang Jing has gone to recuperate.

I was not too worried that depression is not a very difficult and complicated disease in this year, but a mental illness that can be cured, belonging to the brain department. Therefore, before she recovered, Anne temporarily replaced her position as my personal secretary.

In terms of figure and appearance, Annie is completely inferior to Zhuang Jing.

But she is wild and has a good identity, killer.

Imagine how she reaps life with a cold face, like a butcher, like a god of death, but I let a woman who kills without blinking in her arms like a kitten, kissing, touching and pinching, and invading...

This pleasure is extremely exciting!

Zhuang Jing was also cold, but Zhuang Jing's coldness could melt. She just needed to send her cock into her asshole and thrust a few times. She started to scream and started to twist.

But Annie, you play with her, even if she smiles, you can see that the temperature in her eyes is cold.

To be willing or resisting is to simply accept the facts.

And Miao is here. She can maintain such a calm expression, support her body with both hands, while I hold her face and kiss and look at her. Then she lifts up and falls without any impact, and takes the initiative to stroke my cock.

Occasionally, my buttocks were raised, and when they fell, the glans hit the flower heart. I could still feel her pussy tightening significantly and bit my cock.

But her expression remains unchanged.

The fragrance of the royal sister.

This is her real face. She used to make witty comments in the tattoo shop and made all kinds of jokes, but she was just a necessary interpretation of her face in life.

You dominate everything about her now and you can't do anything to her.

Anne's words should actually be:

You... now... dominate her..., Ah..., everything about her..., Ah..., Ah..., what you do to her..., well..., is not too much... Ah...

Intermittent.

Her expression didn't change much, but her body's reaction was real.

The frequency of lifting and falling of the buttocks has become more and more compact since it is gentler.

The erect nipples say it all.

Killers also need sex.

******

We are talking about women with glasses.

I am now lying on her bed at the woman with glasses.

In the morning, I was chatting with Zhang Yi for a while and found that the relationship between us, which was finally sublimated by the Mediterranean, was stirred up by the Mediterranean and returned to the relationship between the master and the slave. I thought it was a bit boring, and I realized that Zhang Yi was actually not very happy to see me at this stage, so I said goodbye early.

I believe she will accept it soon.

Then I went to the glasses' house for granted.

The woman with glasses is obviously a woman who loves life. Although she lives in an old community, the small house, one living room and one bedroom, is very neat and clean.

There are many small appliances and furnishings that increase the atmosphere of life, potted plants, models, etc., which give people a very warm feeling.

But at noon, in just two hours, everything was destroyed by me.

So I just asked Annie, am I too much?

No doubt

Too much is indescribable.

Kidnapping, rape, and now he has occupied someone else's home. He sleeps on her fragrant bed, covers her quilt, and has sex with other women on her bed.

In the clean and tidy bedroom, clothes were scattered all over the floor.

The owner of the underwear store serves as a part of the warehouse at home, with a large number of women's underwear.

This is the characteristic of the glasses woman. I have already killed the glasses woman with a letter of fame. Naturally, I will not let this go with pity.

I chose some styles I like and asked the glasses women to try them on one by one in front of me and be a model for underwear.

Then I raped her again on this bed.

When my cock, in the environment where the glasses should have felt the most comfortable, was forced into her pussy again, and she was stuffed with her underwear in her mouth, but she did not cry.

Go back to my conversation with Anne.

Forgot to ask you, do you have a boyfriend?

No..., Ah..., Ah...

Killers don't need love?

Ah …… ▪ …… ches ah ……

Anne whispered, without answering immediately, and after a while he said:

That word...Ah...too...too high-end...Ah...

Ahahah

The orgasm of the Royal Sister was so cool. Annie gritted her teeth and screamed twice, her body spasm and trembled, as if she was ejaculating for a while...

The body softened, she stroked her scattered hair before continuing:

Love does not belong to people like me, they can only meet people who like you. If you can go to bed, you can keep your relationship in progress, that's all.

It can be clearly seen that Anne doesn't like my question very much.

But I like it.

When I can dominate a person, I always want to dig out everything about her. This is the manifestation of power and the satisfaction of selfish desires.

Do I like you?

Oh……

Anne smiled.

You are more than just pleasing to you. Being able to meet you is a blessing for me to cultivate in my three lives.

So, fuck whatever you want.

She used a joke to resolve my embarrassing problem.

Then……

It's okay to have a baby for you.

This is fucking.

I don't know what evil I have committed.In fact, if Annie's teasing was not happening in front of Zhang Yi, it would indeed sound very flirtatious.

But now I listened to it, it seemed as if I had swallowed this sentence, like a thorn in my throat.

Naturally, Sister Yu didn't want to give birth to a baby for me.

But the subtext of this sentence is that she wants to completely tie herself to me, the super young man, completely get rid of the gang and get rid of her past life.

She was willing to make this sacrifice for this.

This is a short check-like sacrifice.

Even if she doesn't say that, she can't resist if I insist on making her bigger.

Anne moved again.

Because she had an orgasm, but I haven't cum yet.

At this time...

I finally focused on the glasses woman.

I patted Annie's butt and asked her to stop.

The end of the bed:

Um...

It was the moaning of the glasses from the hole where the ball was stuffed with saliva.

It has never stopped.

But now there is another sound of slapping plastic.

She was naked at the moment, with a collar around her neck, and a chain tied her to the iron ring nailed into the wall like a bitch.

She knelt on the ground, her body swaying, and her breasts were shaken and swung around. This state of pain and discomfort was because her lower body was now wrapped in a box, and she was slapping the instrument at this moment.

Looking at the expression of the woman in glasses, Annie's vagina that had ejaculated inside suddenly became less fragrant.

I know what the glasses are feeling.

Her pussy was itchy.

She wanted to scratch, touch, and dig.

I even want to be fucked!

But she couldn't do it.

I'll help you tame her into a real bitch.

Anne told me this last night before she separated from me.

I didn't know that I nodded casually, so I completely sent the glasses girl to purgatory.

Anne has a special hobby for women.

She prefers women than men.

So when I took Zhuang Jing to have a tattoo, she looked at Zhuang Jing with her eyes lit up, and her body had an uncontrollable desire.

And she, who comes from the dark world, has completely subverted my understanding of how to torture a woman.

When I saw the utensils in those big boxes, I asked:

What is this?

Just try it out.

Then, while trying, I kept saying:

I fuck...I fuck I fuck I fuck...

I'll fuck!

Fuck you!

Do you know what the sin of technology is?

This box, which is covered with glasses, is one of the components of a large torture instrument designed for women, and is something I have never seen in porn forums.

It has a very nice name, called Joan of Arc.

The Saint Girl has three main components: head, chest, and crotch.

These main components can be replaced with many functional plug-ins to achieve a series of dazzling operations.

Let’s talk about the crotch that the woman with glasses is now put on.

There are many functions and excellent results.

For example……

Come here and lick my dick clean.

I shouted to the glasses woman.

When Annie heard this, she took the initiative to lift her buttocks, then her wet vagina was pressed against my lower abdomen, rubbed gently, applied the vaginal fluid on my lower abdomen, then turned over and began to stick out her tongue to lick it.

She didn't like it, but she knew how to serve a man.

My cock covered with Annie's vaginal fluid was exposed. The woman with glasses who was violently resisted yesterday when she was raped. After I shouted, my feet spread out like crabs and moved towards the bed with difficulty.

The Holy Girl restricted her thigh movements, and she could only do this.

As she moved, her mouth whispered for a while, and her moan became louder.

When she got close to my climax, she untie her mouth with both hands, her mouth with saliva hanging on her mouth, completely ignoring the smelly vaginal fluid on her cock, and directly opened her mouth and took it in her mouth, and began to suck.

More obedient than a bitch.

I can't see the heart-wrenching look of crying when I was raped.

She was so obedient, thanks to the Holy Girl.

I performed one of the functions on her not long ago: electrocution.

Electrostation is a means of torture, and its voltage and current can be accurately controlled, which can cause pain in the victim and avoid leaving obvious evidence on his body.Due to the principle that nerves use electrical signals to transmit information, electric shock can directly stimulate the nerves without causing serious damage to other parts of the body. At the same time, since the intensity of the current is easy to adjust and it is not easy to cause the victim's resistance to pain. Therefore, compared with other torture methods that cause pain, electrocution is a safer and long-term torture method.Electrosine punishment can be divided into high-voltage electrosine punishment and low-voltage electrosine punishment.High-voltage electric shock is like an electric baton, and a high-voltage coil is used to cause electric shock.Low-voltage electrocution takes the body of the inmate as the current circuit, and the voltage is generally controlled below 200V. The electrode is often connected to the inmate's nipples, vagina, penis, anus, etc., causing strong pain and achieving the purpose of torture and forced confession.

High-voltage electric punishment. When using the punishment, two electrodes touch the body of the victim at the same time, forming an electric circuit at the contact point, which will cause high-voltage electric shock on the extremely small body surface area, causing a strong sting. At some point, high-temperature electric sparks will be generated, and electric shock will be accompanied by burning.

Because the current is very weak, the area and distance are very small, it only produces extremely strong sting and electric shocks in the local area, so it can cause extreme pain to concentrate on narrow parts such as women's nipples and vaginas.

Due to the electric shock, three or four consecutive tortures will generally lead to incontinence.

Low-voltage electrocution produces electric shock effects on nerves, muscles and bones at the same time, rather than acting only on the body surface. Especially when the current circuit passes through the heart, it will cause extremely painful cardiac paralysis to the inmate, which will lead to dysfunction of various organs throughout the body. When severely punished, not only will urinate and defecate incontinence, men will also flow out of semen and women will flow out of vaginal fluid.

Low-voltage electric punishment will cause long-term pain to the prisoner, and the torturer can control the intensity of the punishment by adjusting the current and voltage, so that the prisoner will not faint soon.

1mA produces sexual excitement and pleasure.Men show erection of penis and semen flow out; women show rhythmic spasm, erect nipples and clitoris, wet vagina, and occasionally liquid flows out of the vagina.5mA Pain.6mA Female incontinence, nipples and clitoris erection, and can recover after stimulation is stopped.

On the Saint Girl’s operation APP, the introduction of the electrocution function actually copied Baidu.

In fact, the woman with glasses also verified Baidu's accuracy in the description of electrocution.

When the removable shell of the crotch was removed, I could clearly see that the pussy of the woman with glasses was uncontrollably flowing with vaginal fluid, convulsions, and incontinence under the influence of different electrocution...

The urine can leak all over the floor like vaginal fluid, or it can be splashed out like a shower.

Under the action of this set of equipment, the woman's body of glasses has completely become a sex toy that can be controlled by a remote control!

I'm obedient!I'm a dog!I'm a bitch!

Wow, Wow, Wow

The woman with glasses said the above words even after she couldn't finish a process.

Anne's hat trick!

This set of torture instruments has opened up a new world for me!

It also made me fall deeper and deeper into the abyss of darkness...

My current function for women with glasses is Foreplay Hell.

Compared with a large passage of electrocution, the introduction of foreplay Hell is so incisive that it cannot be more insightful: endless foreplay makes women completely collapse and surrender due to their inability to get any satisfaction in their endless sexual hunger.

Inside the machine, in addition to the probes for electrocution, there are also machine tentacles. Under the operation of the program, they can tease the genitals of the glasses in a variety of ways.

Tentacles can also be sprayed with different potions to achieve different purposes.

The itch produced by this sexual hunger is not only physical itching, but also sensory, an empty and undestructive itching.

Fuck this thing can detect orgasm!

When the female glasses are stimulated and about to reach orgasm, the Saint Girl will perform sensory decline. When the female glasses' desire declines, it will start to stimulate the female glasses' sexual organs.

Emptiness and suffering, emptiness and torture, emptiness and torture.

The emptiness of the genitals, the torture of desire.

If you are trapped in such a torture instrument, the Saint Joan of Arc is neither chaste nor virtuous.

Slut Joan of Arc.

It is hard to imagine that an intellectual young woman wearing gold-framed glasses would roll her eyes and feel dizzy when she climaxed and stuck out her tongue.

She looks like a fool.

With the powerful function of the Saint Girl, the glasses have completely lost control of the body and become a lustful animal.

I don't know how holy the soul of this Virgin is, but at this moment, how humble her body is.

After taking apart the holy girl, the woman with glasses' lower body was stimulated by the drugs and was congested and swollen, which was shocking.

As Anne was worried, if she continued to play, it would depend on which woman with glasses had a brain or body that collapsed first.

There is also a term in this case, called overload.

Looking at the woman who was lying on the floor, dizzy and still twitching, I felt satisfied with giving up.

I touched the smooth plastic module of the Saint Girl with a slight obsession.

Rather than saying that I am playing with the girl with glasses, it is better to say that I am playing with the Holy Girl.

This is the terribleness of technology.

I sighed slightly and put down my phone reluctantly.

Is it fun?

Cool.

Anne looked proud.

I responded and glanced at her maliciously.

She didn't even feel afraid, so she picked up the holy girl and pretended to herself, and said:

Come if you haven't had enough fun.

never mind.

I feel extremely satisfied.

Good things should not be swallowed whole, they should flow smoothly.

Have you decided to live here?

Um.You are going to take care of your sex slave.Besides, this place is much better than my doghouse, and there is another toy to play with.

It's up to you.Where is the tattoo shop?

Let's keep it closed first. Anyway, some customers who can't afford to offend have my contact information and start a business if they have business.By the way, are you not interested in tattooing something?

No.

Boring.

Annie dragged the woman in glasses into the bathroom to clean it. I looked at my phone and found it boring, so she said hello and left.

When I said hello, I saw that the woman in glasses had woken up, shivering in the corner of the bathroom, and letting Annie pour the cold water from the shower on her.

After going downstairs, I remembered again that Annie had lived here. Zhuang Jing sent me over and threw me out of the car and called me to see the treatment. No one helped me drive.

Zhang Yi is nearby.

I didn't want to call her, but after thinking about it, I dialed the phone.

More than ten minutes later, I saw her coming from afar, dressing very simply and casually, not as careful as I usually see me.

I think it's reasonable and I have no objection.

Where to go?

Zhang Yi took the key and asked directly.

go home.

where?

She asked again.

I was stunned for a moment before I realized that I usually told her that I was going home to her home. Now our relationship is a bit awkward, so she confirmed it again.

I had to say the name of my community again.

The car drove out slowly.

Have you checked it?I care.

But this made Zhang Yi laugh. I have more experience than you.

Then she was silent for a while before she said again: It's still early now.

The carriage became quiet awkwardly again.

Quietly torture me, I couldn't help asking again: Why do you want your child to take your surname?

Have you regretted it?

No, just curious.

You don't want him.

I didn't say I didn't want Ah.

You are.

The conversation was quick and there wasn't much thought in it.

I just...

I organized the language, but Zhang Yi continued my words:

Now you don’t even know how to be a child. How do you be the father of a child?

Zhang Yi was so kind to say this sentence, which I had never experienced before. I was touched like a reverse scale, with a red face but could not have an attack.

Because Zhang Yi is right.

I can learn Ah.

In the end, I was stubborn.

The carriage was silent for a long time, but this time it was Zhang Yi who broke the silence:

Mr. Xu gave you a lot of money, right?

Well, are you short of money?How much do you want?

I thought Zhang Yi wanted money, so I felt relieved inexplicably. If it were money, it would be easier.

But she paused and said:

Don’t squander money, give it to Zhuang Jing and let her use it for investment.She was happy.

Ah？

I don't really understand what Zhang Yi means.

Zhang Yi looked at me and didn't say anything. The car drove forward and found a place to pull over. She turned to me and said:

Good times are not always there.Now Mr. Xu still cares about you, and I don’t care about how you mess with a woman, but it’s best to try to get what you can do with him. He doesn’t care about what you want.Then, you leave some of the money you spend yourself and give the rest to Zhuang Jing. She knows investing very well. If you put it in your hands, you will only spend it slowly. You can do it several times when you put it in her.

She looked a little cold and serious when she said that, but after that, she calmed down again, sighed and continued:

You don’t know that the future fate of several of us women is in your hands, my daughter, Zhuang Jing, and your mother...

Fuck, I don’t know how many new women will be available in the future.

Everything you have now is a mirage. When Mr. Xu doesn't look at you one day, he will see that he goes elsewhere, and it may disappear.If you can get rid of the money, raising us women is not a problem, and you can still live the rest of your life.Even if you like, you will have the energy to find new ones.

This society is cruel, but Mr. Xu has seen you, and no one will come to cause trouble. But if you can't keep it yourself, we women will be eaten by others, and we don't know what situation will be.

The matter of Shishi...I accepted it.I'm very simple. I'm just an ordinary woman. It doesn't matter if I can be your woman or a sex slave. I just want life to be stable.

The car drove out again.

Neither she nor I spoke again.

She didn't know what to think, but my heart was mixed.