Chapter 82

In the final analysis, Dapang wants to see Xiaoma, and he also substitutes Xiaoma. Perhaps the log is written from the perspective of Xiaoma, so he may still have a little interest.

The reason I have to read again is because I heard A Bing say this morning that Teacher Che may have buried dark lines in the log, and I can't understand it. Mr. Wang, you have to be at least in your palm.

Now he is idle and idle. He is bored, so he leans down on his desk and reads with laziness.

...Oh, Teacher Che, you are so serious.After reading the slightly long but sincere confessional writing styles of Xiuhua's opening, Dapang couldn't help but smile knowingly and secretly joked, "You are really grateful to me, and you are really good at being prepared, and it's not a problem to delay Ah."

He was also amazed when he read the scene descriptions of various SMs later. He had heard the general content from A Bing's mouth earlier, and thought Xiuhua was deliberately exaggerating the writing method to paralyze A Bing, using this to investigate his black material. Now, combined with the sincere and sincere psychological confession in the text, he knew that Xiuhua did not make a false statement, but was truthfully recreating what he did with words.

It's really amazing, and he can actually achieve this level... Big Fat sighed again, thinking that if you are a person, you have another side. As a serious person as Ruru Ruche, you can play so much in private. What's rare is that you are honest enough. If you like it, you like it. If you think it in your heart, you can write it in your pen. This alone is worthy of being above your own glance.

Of course, Dapang did not take it lightly. He knew that Xiuhua wrote his psychology so detailedly. Isn’t it a sign that the enemy is weak and pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger?

If A Bing was smart enough, how could he be led by the nose?

With a feeling of peeling off the cocoon, he began to seriously search for the hidden hidden lines mentioned by A Bing. However, after searching for a long time, he did not find anything. After repeatedly confirming it, he finally concluded that it is likely that A Bing was too worried. Originally, according to Teacher Che's open and honest personality, since what he should say has been said, what he has confirmed has been confirmed, and he has reached a consensus with him, he will definitely not be able to do anything secretly.

After figuring this out, Dapang didn't want to waste his time anymore. He flipped around and planned to finish work and go downstairs. While there was still time, he went to see how well the company's annual meeting venue was ready. However, when he glanced over the follow-up content a few times, he hissed and decided to put down his plump butt and take a few more glances.

It was nothing, just because he found that according to the timeline in the log, after the winter vacation began, his godson's mentality changed significantly. In short, he changed from the forced side to the active side.

What does he want most?

Isn’t it just to regain the state of mind that I most yearn for when I was young?

Therefore, the more I look at it, the more interesting I feel, and gradually go from one glance to one's state of savoring word by word.

Afterwards, he watched his godson set rules for his old mother in the log, and his behavior became domineering. He rushed up to do it when he wanted to do it. Before he knew it, a smile appeared on his face, and his big face was getting closer and closer to the screen, reflecting the words, and his eyes were flashing brightly, and he kept shouting in his heart, "Yes, son, that's right!"

Do whatever you want, don’t let your mother down on your painstaking efforts!

Seeing the ending, Dapang rarely got rid of his recent decadent state, and felt a sense of unsatisfactoryness. He turned to a few exciting parts and read them again, but he became more and more itchy. He regretted not agreeing to his godson to delete the content, which led to many abrupt turning points during the reading process, which greatly affected the sense of substitution.

Itchy.

Go and talk to my godson, can you give me the full version?

No... Dapang immediately denied this idea. Wouldn't it be even more difficult if his godson misunderstood that I had bad intentions towards his mother?

Then secretly ask A Bing to show me the full version?

Da, da, da...

He knocked on the table with his fingers and thought about it carefully, thinking that it still doesn't work. If the rules are set, you must abide by them, otherwise there will be no rules.

Moreover, according to A Bing, the full version only has the content before the winter vacation. After the winter vacation, Teacher Che directly mentioned many places and did not write them at all.

After thinking about it, he decided to go home to find A Bing and asked her to consult Teacher Che in a vague way to see if there is any room for maneuver in this matter and discuss it first.

……

That night in the basement of Wang's mansion, A Bing woke up the dreamer and wanted to watch the full version, but he didn't want to break the rules. Then, Mr. Wang, can you just write it yourself?

Big fat eyes smiled into two cracks, and gave her a thumbs up. I didn't expect this to happen to Ah!

A Bing drove the duck on the shelves and happily said that she could do this for her, so she would do it completely according to your idea, and it would ensure that her writing style is more detailed and delicate than Sister Xiuhua. If you want to agree, I can also change my personal perspective to Xiao Ma's brother according to the original context of the journal, and then change my body description to Xiao Qin. This would not be considered a bad thing for our innocent little brother.

What else can Big Fat say besides smiling on her face?The big hands rubbed the little head, Bingbing was so awesome!

……

After that, during the Chinese New Year, whenever I had time, Dapang would find an excuse to fool Fanglan into the basement. Abing usually prepared side dishes for wine on the computer desk, while Dapang sat in front of the screen, siping with wine and chopsticks of dishes. He looked so full of relish and shook his head.

Listening to the fat man laughing from time to time, A Bing would giggle with him, and approach him intentionally or unintentionally, looking forward to when he would have the chance to write our own story with the fat uncle Ah...

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Dapang entered the basement again and finished reading the latest secondary creation based on facts. He crossed his legs and turned his head to look at A Bing beside him, like a Maitreya Buddha in a preaching, and was happy with his eyes. This article was written very well, that's right...

A Bing was like a villain who worshipped the fat Buddha, his petite body pressed against his shoulders and said happily: Nothing is wrong, just say it, I will change it again afterwards!

That's not what it means, it's very good to write.The fat man waved his hand with a smile. I just felt that the mother and mother were too timid. They hid at home in everything they did. They tossed and turned around and only had a few rooms. No matter how good the tricks were, they were not new if they saw too much.

A Bing's eyes were curved, his shaking hair and little head were staring dead, and he thought to himself that you had finally taken the hook, and asked with a smile: Next article, change to the scene outside?

OK, that's what I mean.Big fat hehehe.

Mr. Wang, I have a suggestion, which is purely fictional, which will affect your sense of immersion when reading.Abing struck while the iron was hot and continued to climb up the pole. You can tell them to try it outside. When there is a frame background, I will polish it to you.

Not good, not good, this is not good.The fat man laughed and shook his head and waved his hand. The mother and the mother were most worried that the matter would be exposed, so they would kill them.

You believe me, you can do it.A Bing's small and fair Taoye's face is full of confidence. According to my chat with Teacher Che these days, when they come back from their hometown, Xiaoma will come to you. In order to please you, the silly boy will also sleep with Xiao Qin Xiaohe when he pinchs his nose. If you mention this matter at that time, wouldn't it be easy to get it?

Yeah?Let me think about it.Dapang felt that A Bing had something in his words when he heard it. He silently understood the mystery inside and did not rush to answer.

A Bing looked at his face and was tempted by himself. Otherwise, I would like to ask Sister Xiuhua first and discuss with her if it will be successful.

Bingbing Ah, you are right, but uncle thinks... Big fat stared at her with a smile and said slowly, "If you, Little Ma, can you accept the two sisters sleep, it's better?"Then why should I do this forever and make things difficult for them and their son?

A Bing heard that Dapang seemed to have noticed it, so he felt a little guilty and replied in a low voice: This is not a difficult situation. If you really agree to sleep with your younger brother Ma and his two sisters, it will make him embarrassed.You certainly won't.

Well, that's the reason. It's not sweet.

After saying that, Big Fat smiled without saying a word, staring at A Bing's little face.

A Bing was so shocked that he was evasive.

After a moment, Dapang thought to himself that this was true, and sighed slightly meaningfully and said: Bing Nizi, you know your feelings for so many years.

A Bing's face suddenly turned red, she lowered her head and pulled the corner of her clothes, and her mood became extremely nervous.

After so many years, this is the second time that Mr. Wang has made it clear. She is not sure whether it is good or bad. She is full of expectations and keeps talking, no, no, no, no...

But when he thought about it, Dapang threw out the one she didn't want to hear the most.

Uncle and your father are brothers who worship their sons. You are just daughters in the past and the future. Other things are impossible.

……

The ninth day of the Chinese New Year, early morning.

Xiuhua, with her beautiful and beautiful breasts exposed on her chest, held hands by her son, who also had her lower body, and walked to the elevator shaft outside the door.

Her family is a large flat floor with one elevator. You need to swipe your card or face when you go to the elevator. Unless the property service staff receives a fire alarm or a special request from the owner, they will never take the elevator upstairs without authorization. Therefore, Xiuhua had the experience of going out naked to chase her son, and now she can also come back with the honor of bare breasts and expose her breasts, and she is not too worried about being exposed.

The mother and son’s destination is located on the other side of the elevator shaft corridor, behind the fire-proof fire door.

However, in order to meet the escape needs of owners in an emergency, the fire doors on each floor were not locked, and the floors were interconnected. The property management staff would walk on a daily basis to check whether the owners had thrown debris and blocked the escape passage. This added a little variable to the mother and son's exposing exercises. However, in the middle of the night, Xiaoma probably wouldn't have anyone to patrol, and the houses upstairs and downstairs had been secretly bought by his godfather. He felt that it was safe to come now and it was best to practice courage.

He held his breath, looked back at his mother, held his mother's palm with his left hand, raised his right hand, and opened the false fire door.

squeak, squeak.

The local climate has become warmer these two days, and the night temperature is around ten degrees. After all, there is no air conditioning and heating in the corridor, and there is no sunlight all year round. The temperature is a little colder than the corridor at the door of the house. Be careful of everything. Xiaoma's movement of pushing the door is very light. The moment she completely opened the door, the mother and son were still nervous. The coolness that hit her face made the figures of the two people sluggish at the same time, which just fits their mentality.

Xiuhua's nipples tightened, and tiny pieces of flesh appeared on the light reddish-brown areola. Xiao Ma's penis was still erect, but it was not as firm as when he first went out.

The mother and son walked into the corridor holding hands, with careful gait and high concentration. They silently stepped on the stairs and walked upstairs.

Just now, Xiuhua heard her son say that she came here to walk, and she knew that he had decided to accept the outdoor challenge arranged by Dapang. Since she had to do it, she would not want anything else and focus on safety. At this time, everything in the corridor was silent, and the needle could be heard. After the light was turned off, it was dark and cold again. It was because her and her son were both very light, so light that even the voice-controlled sensing light could not trigger the response. Only the emergency light located at the bottom of the wall emitted a faint green light, which illuminated the steps under their feet.

The mother and son watched the movements around them, and walked slowly, and walked side by side, counting the number of thirty-six steps up and down the stairs. They walked down quickly. After returning to the fire door on their own floor, they looked at each other and smiled, and they both thought it was quite interesting.

Not to mention anything else, after walking through this circle, the suppression that was rooted in their hearts during the Spring Festival has been greatly reduced, just like the relaxation effect of showing off food or exercise when you are depressed. Xiao Ma sighed deeply, turned slightly, rubbed her cock against her mother's thighs, Xiuhua glanced down, let go of the palm that was holding him, and moved horizontally to his crotch, curled up his jade fingers, held the semi-erect cock in the shape of an arch bridge, gently stroked it a few times, turned around and squatted down against the door, and put the glans into his mouth.

The cold air moistened the glans and the soft and gentle inner wall of the mouth. Xiao Ma couldn't help but tremble. Her little mouth opened slightly and gasped, raised her hand to stroke the ponytail tied behind her mother's head, and smiled softly: ...Mom, I plan to take on the outdoor task of my godfather.As long as you look at the environment and be careful enough, there will be no problem. What do you think?

Of course, Xiuhua had no objection. She held half of her penis in her mouth, raised her eyes that were deeply crescent-shaped, hissed along the delicious glans, and nodded with a smile.

Snooze, snooze, snooze...

After continuing to suck for more than ten mouthfuls, she spit out the beautiful glans with silver threads of saliva, moved her feet forward a little, straightened her back, raised her hands and held her breasts, clamped her cock in her cleavage, and then shook her arms and pushed two white jade balls to clamp her son's wet cock, while tilting her head and asking softly: Son, it's the first time we're out, why not go back and take your phone and walk around again, let's take a picture to remember?

good.Xiao Ma was in a soft and slippery cleavage and nodded with a smile. His godfather asked me to turn around and contact Aunt Bingbing, so I would go back and send her a text message to tell her that we agree.

……

Ten minutes later, the mother and son entered the stairs again.

This time Xiuhua walked forward and stepped on the ladder upstairs. Xiaoma held the anti-surveillance mobile phone given by A Bing and followed behind to take a photo.

Before she decided on her relationship with her son, Xiuhua was keen on looking for real cases of mother-son escorting her on the Internet for a while, so she encountered some videos exposed outdoors. She kept them there, let alone asking her to do such a dangerous thing, she would definitely not even think about it. Being able to hide with her son in the house where doors and windows are closed and enjoying happiness is already something that will make her have no regrets in her life.

This time due to the big fat request, she had no choice but to accompany her son to practice for a while, but she also experienced the mental excitement after walking the tightrope. It was roughly the same as her mentality of hiding at home and using an extremely indulgent way to show her other side, but the stimulation was even better.

When she thought of her neighbors sleeping in a building that was only separated by a few walls, but she was doing this shameless thing with her son, she became more and more interesting. To describe it, it was like... having an affair with her son.

So this time she became more courageous. Her mentality was no longer the task of dealing with big fat, but became the pleasure of indulging herself after enjoying this person. After walking a few steps, she was not only satisfied with exposing her breasts, but also holding her open pajamas with both hands, shrugging her shoulders and taking them off. She was completely naked with her bright and charming upper body, and continued to walk towards the corner of the corridor above.

The pony behind him was in a brand new environment, looking up at his mother's tall and sexy figure as always. His different desire immediately ran around in his heart. For a moment, he stopped in place, just looking up to appreciate his mother's half-naked body, and forgot to follow the camera task in his hand.

Xiuhua turned around and looked at his dazed son, then looked at the camera in his hand, smiled sweetly, and waved him to follow him.

Xiao Ma took a breath, grinned, stepped up a few steps, took the pajamas handed over by her mother, and took advantage of the lights that were lit by the footsteps, and looked at her mother's high round breast ball.

I saw the light brown areola at the top closed, and the surface of the breast ball showed a plain white color like porcelain in the cold air. He then saw the side of the breast ball from the edge of the wreath. He could vaguely see several blue veins in it. He stretched out two fingers and explored the temperature of the areola and the milk meat in turn. He looked up and asked with a low smile: Why did you take off your pajamas? Isn't it cold?