Chapter 1

That night, as usual, I played games in the dormitory, and drove black with my roommates, turning into Zuan's madman, and criticizing anyone in the game.

My sister Ning Wei called me, and she tried her best to hold back her sobs and said to me: Haihai, come back soon, something happened to my father.

I packed my luggage that night, bought a train ticket, and rushed back to Wuhan from Hangzhou where the university was located overnight.

When I got home, my father had already set up a mourning hall.

I walked to the crystal coffin. No matter how I didn’t want to admit it now, I saw that everything was real. My father was very nice to me and loved me very much. From childhood to adulthood, no matter what request I had, my father would satisfy me.

My father's face is now covered by a piece of linen, and he no longer gets angry.

I can't believe my father who just told me to study hard two days ago, a living person, but now he suddenly lies here and never wakes up again.

When I was still on the road, I heard from my relatives that my father was hit and killed by a car while drunk, so it was not possible on the spot.

My mother sat aside and cried into tears.

I sat down next to my mother. When I wanted to hug her, my mother threw herself into my arms and cried even harder.

For the first time, I truly felt my mother's fragility.

The funeral was organized by my uncle. Although we received a large amount of compensation, I really think the money is nothing.

Every time I see my mother's thin figure these days, it is the most eye-catching person for me. My mother has lost at least ten kilograms. My mother has a slender figure, and now she looks skinny.

My mother was born in a rural area and had poor family conditions. She couldn't keep up with her nutrition when she was a child, so she was called Xiaobudian by her family.

My mother, who was called Xiaobudian since she was a child, has a weak body that is eye-catching, persistent and perseverance. In the first half of her life, my mother used this strength to get into college, changed her life, and took a completely different path from her aunt and uncle.

In the second half of her life, my mother spent her hard work to manage this family.

She does not fight with others, nor does she flatter her leaders, and even after 18 years of being a doctor, she still cannot be awarded any professional title and has no complaints.

My mother will prepare every meal at home on time, clean the house every day, and organize my father's clothes neatly; not only that, during festivals, my mother also handles the relationships with relatives and elders.

Hardworking and kindness, and being low-key are the unanimous evaluations of their mothers by neighbors. The brilliance of traditional virtues of Chinese women blooms on their mothers.

I firmly believe that among this generation of girls, there is no longer a girl with the character of her mother.

I only took three days off, and last weekend, I stayed for five days. I didn't want to go back.

But I couldn't withstand the urging of my mother and sister, especially my mother. Once she decided, no one could convince her stubborn temper as soon as she got up.

I had no choice but to buy a ticket.

The night before returning to school, my sister went back to her mother-in-law's house to visit the children, got some clothes and daily necessities, and came back to the party. I heard that she would stay with my mother for a while after that, but now the only ones I and my mother are left at home.

When my mother was washing vegetables in the kitchen, looking at her back, I couldn't help but go forward to help her.

Mom lowered her head and said softly: Haihai, you don’t need help.

I felt heartache as the faucet flowed down the cold water on my mother's hands.

I said: Mom, let me wash it.

My mother's voice was very soft. The three-day funeral seemed to have taken away all her strength. She almost begged: Can you go outside and wait?

My mother had never spoken to me like this. Tears were spinning in her eyes. The mother who was talking nonsense at home was gone. I slowly withdrew my hand, not knowing what to say.

Mom said softly again: Wait for me for a while, the food will be ready soon.

I felt very sorry for my mother and reluctantly replied to the word "good" and walked out of the kitchen.

Listening to the sound of my mother opening the lid, lighting the fire, putting vegetables into the pot outside, imagining her delicate body, I vowed to take on the responsibility of protecting this home.

Not long after, my mother brought the dishes and pulled me to the brazier to cook paper for my father. My mother suddenly said: Haihai, do you know if you study hard after you go back?

I don’t know how many times I have said this sentence to me since I was a child. This time, I felt the expectation in my words, and that responsibility that belongs to me.

good.I responded, looked at the burning paper money in the brazier, I was silent for a while, and begged to my mother again: Mom, let me stay for two more days.

no.My mother refused, and although her voice was small, her unquestionable attitude made me afraid to look at my mother's eyes.

After a meal, my mother kept asking me about school, and I answered it. This atmosphere made me very painful. Don’t I understand? I just want to spend a while with you.

After finally finishing the meal, I accompanied my mother to sort out the relics left by my father. She fell in love with the scene. My mother burst into tears several times. I persuaded me to pull my mother out of the room and sat for a while. My mother said that she would go to bed when she was tired, and told me to remember to call her tomorrow morning, and that she would go to the train station to see me off.

This is the first time my mother said this. I was always afraid that I would not get up the next day and asked my mother to call me. This change in identity made me realize my responsibilities.

My sister came back very late. I was bored on my phone and was playing mobile games. I asked her casually: Why don’t I bring my good nephew back with me?

My sister inserted her waist and said: The family is so messy, so how can I have time to take care of that little ancestor?As he said that, his sister sat beside him and said: Mom and Dad should take care of me strictly, and spoil you like a baby. It seems that you are almost playing games and playing games now.There was no shortage of complaints and dissatisfaction with me in my tone.

I lowered my head and said nothing.

You, don’t just remember to play games and tell me about finding a girlfriend at school?

I replied: No.

My sister suddenly said in a dim lightly: Dad is gone, and we will depend on our brothers and sisters at home in the future. Don’t remember to play all day long.

When I mentioned my father, I subconsciously put away my phone and nodded.

My good brother, don't say one thing to do one thing.You are the only man in your family now.My sister said seriously: Can you do your best?

Such a serious sister made me feel a little uncomfortable. I shy for a while and said: I can do it.

My sister suddenly hugged me, but you don’t have to worry too much. I and your brother-in-law are there at home, so you can concentrate on going to college well.

My sister's soft breasts were squeezed on my arm. It was the time when the weather was cool. There was only one piece of clothing. I could clearly feel the hard texture of my sister's bra.

It made me feel a little embarrassed for a moment. In order to ease the atmosphere, I complained: Sister, I am so old, I am not a child anymore, I understand it.

My sister said: That's good.My sister has been exhausted these days, so she has gone to bed first, so you can go to bed early too.He got up and walked to the bathroom to wash.

Looking at my sister's back, the bulging buttocks made me think for a while.

My sister is different from my mother. When she was born, the family's conditions were already well-off. She had good food and drinks, and had always developed well. She has a very good figure now. Since giving birth, she has become more and more plump. Her breasts have become at least one cup, her butt is bigger, with a bulge in front and a tilted back, but she hasn't seen how fat she is. Her flesh has grown to two places where she should grow.

I patted my head, and I thought of it.

After my sister returned to her room to sleep, I was not in the mood to continue playing games, so I went to bed after washing up.

The next day, I didn't call my mother, I wanted her to have a good sleep.

I just left a note and left home early.

When I returned to school, my roommates shouted that I would continue to drive. In the past, I turned on the computer without hesitation and fucked them, but now I can't feel up to my mood.

My roommates also knew that something happened at my house and didn't force me.

I lay in bed and thought all night. My parents were both from prestigious universities and my sister also graduated from the first-class university. I couldn't even get an undergraduate degree and could only go to a junior college. I wasted more than ten years and wasted countless time.

I realized one thing. I will be useless when I keep playing games. What will I take to take care of my mother after graduation?

Why do you want to support this home?

When I woke up the next day, I forced myself to continue studying. At night, I never went to the classroom to study by myself, but I rushed to the classroom to study with a higher mathematics.

Some people really have headaches when reading books. For example, I didn’t read much of the books in one night and went in a daze.

I can only comfort myself with words that I can’t adapt.

On the way back to the dormitory, I called my mother, and my mother blamed me on the phone: Why didn’t you ask me to send you?

I said: I want my mother to sleep more.

Have you forgotten that your mother is a doctor? What does it mean to wake up early?

I started talking about the topic: Mom, from today on, I will study hard.

Mom was stunned for a moment. Obviously, this sentence was fresher than laying eggs on a rooster. Mom said unbelievably: Mom doesn't believe it.

Really, I said slowly: I don’t believe it myself, but it’s all true.

My mother felt my determination on the other end of the phone: If that is the case, my mother is very happy.

After several days, I rejected all the invitations to play games and spent most of my time in the classroom and books every day.

I remembered that my mother once complained that I had fewer calls to my family, but now it was not long after my father passed away. My mother had not yet come out of her sadness. Every night, I would call my mother. In order to prove that I was studying, I would also take some photos of the study room and send them to my mother through WeChat. My mother was very happy to see my changes, and she never forgot to tell me to go to bed early every time.

As a poor student, studying is a life of mortality. After a week, I felt like I was going crazy. The frustration mainly comes from my passion that I was completely useless. I cannot master the methods and tricks. Even if I spend more time reading, it is useless. When facing exercises, I still have to be confused.

Soon I wanted to give up and felt that I was beyond help in this life. That night, I called my mother as usual, and I told her: I am so tired to read.

Is there any mother who used to be tired of going to school?

I asked my mother how tired she is?

Mom said: When I was a child, I had to walk ten miles to school.

I interrupted my mother and said: Don’t you do it yourself…?After blurting out, I found that I was too naive and quickly took back the words afterwards.

Mom smiled and said: No car, no bus, and no bicycle, not as happy as your current children.Your aunt and I get up at six o'clock every morning, each of us carries a steamed bun and go to school, regardless of winter, summer, cold and heat.

I suddenly remembered something my aunt told me before, and I asked my mother: Mom, I heard that when you were taking the college entrance examination, my grandmother and aunt were particularly unsupporting you at that time.

Mom said: They don’t believe I can pass the exam.Maybe because it was all past events, my mother said it very easily.

I asked: Why?Haven’t my mother’s grades always been very good?

Mom replied: I broke my leg when I was a child, and later...

I immediately interrupted my mother: Mom, I have never heard of this before.

This is not a glorious thing. Your uncle encouraged me to ride a cow, and I fell off the cow's back and broke my leg.

He is not your biological brother.I whispered.

My mother remembered the past and said that I couldn’t walk that far with a ten-mile road with a crutch, so she simply took a break from school. Unexpectedly, it took four years to leave.Because your uncle was going to vocational school at that time, and his family had no money to support my aunt and I to go to school at the same time. I was young at that time, so I told my aunt to go.

I said: No, isn’t my aunt like me? Isn’t it a good source of study? You often say this to my aunt.It's a waste to let my aunt go.I have figured out countless plots of grandma being biased towards my aunt.

My mother denied it: I decided it myself.

Why?

I don't remember it.

I asked again: Mom, what grade did you go to when you took a break from school?

I've been in the fifth grade.

When I calculated, I was in the fifth grade and I took a four-year leave of absence. If I was normal, I was in the first year of high school. I was shocked and asked: Mom, what about you going back to school later?I won't start from the fifth grade, right?

That's not, mom started in the sixth grade.Mom said calmly.

I can think of such a scene. My mother is like a repeat student who has been staying for four years. She appears in elementary school at the age of high school, so how strange she will be in class.

I was shuddered just by thinking about it. If it were me, I might not want to go to that school any longer.

I asked: Mom, would it be awkward to be among a group of primary school students at that time?

Mom said indifferently: What's there to care about?I went to school for myself.

My mother's words touched me deeply. No matter how I look at my mother's appearance, she is a weak woman, but my mother made me understand that what really determines whether a person is strong or not is the inner.

Mom said again: Also, Mom told you before that I didn’t grow up very well at that time, and it wasn’t that eye-catching when I got into elementary school.After pausing, my mother said proudly: Later, my mother got the first place in the township in the primary school graduation exam.

I couldn't help but hit my mother: Mom, you are four years older than them.

My mother was not angry, just said: That's the first one.Do you think you are sure to get the first place in the primary school exam now?

I hahaha, laughed concealedly and said: I am sure not to be the last one in the exam!

Mom continued: Even so, no one believed that I could read a name, but no one could tell me what I had determined.Your grandmother had no choice but to send me to continue her studies. I only studied for the third year of junior high school, and later I got the first place in the county in the middle school entrance examination and went to high school as I wished.

Mom, you are so awesome.I sincerely admire it.

You don't know how hard your mother works.It’s not like you know how to play all day long. It’s inherited your uncle and aunt, and reading is useless.

I quickly said: I know I'm wrong, the prodigal son won't exchange gold for it.

Mom smiled and said: By the way, I think your sister is right. Love in college is the purest. You should hurry up and find a girlfriend.

I smiled and said: Hahahahaha... This... Mom, do you think I don't want to?No girl looks down on me.

Then, do you know that you are good?

I got it, mom.The only time, I didn’t have any perfunctory answers to my mother.

This phone call was like Grandpa Deng’s speech during the Southern Tour in 1992. It strengthened my determination to be motivated and there was no reason to waste it any more.

The fatigue brought by days of study was wiped out, and I was devoted to learning again.

In the next two weeks, I have not missed a class or played a LOL. Sometimes I feel sad. People like me will actually read books seriously one day.

My roommate started to laugh at me for pretending, but later found out that I was really good at playing, and then began to admire me.

But learning is still boring, and I owed too much debt in the past, so I forced myself to persevere. I knew I was breathing now. Once I relaxed, I would never be able to take it back if I stopped.

Gradually, calling my mother a phone every day has become my habit. Sometimes I am afraid that my mother will feel annoyed.

That day, a high school classmate suddenly contacted me and he gave me a photo, taking a photo of the hospital display column, with photos of multiple doctors on it. Is that Dr. Sun Shijing your mother?

Yes.My focus is on my mother's title, Chief Physician.

Twenty years have passed, has my mother finally been named?

An old classmate explained his purpose. His father was sick and asked me if I could help him get a registration. Yes, now, my mother's account is also an expert account. I replied: I don't understand the rules and regulations of the hospital very much. I asked my mother and try my best to help you.

It was past 5 o'clock at this time, and I thought my mother should be cooking, so I called.

After a few rings, the mother answered the phone: Son, did you call so early today?Usually I call in my evening study.

I said: I want to ask my mother about something.

What... Mom suddenly said Ah.

I asked strangely: What's wrong with mom?

Zhou Zihao, don’t make trouble.Mom said there.

I heard a boy over there say: Auntie, call me, I will help you cook.

Zhou Zihao, I know this person. I met him when I went home during the winter vacation. At that time, my sister was working as a tutor for him. I heard that the family was very rich and was the main force of the school’s basketball team, but the grades were not very good, so I found my sister to give him tutoring during the winter vacation.

When I thought about my father's death, my sister moved back home to live with my mother, so Zhou Zihao naturally followed him.

Mom said over there: You go, what kind of dishes will you cook?

I really know, if you don’t believe me, please ask Teacher Ning.You see the food is going to be muddy.

My mother seemed to have followed Zhou Zihao and said to me: Haihai, what are you trying to ask?

I said: I have a classmate’s father who wants to hang your account.

so.Mom said: This is easy. If you ask him to come tomorrow morning, I will add a number to him.

After receiving my mother’s affirmative reply, I asked: Mom, are you cooking?

Yes.At this time, my mother said to Zhou Zihao: You also said you can cook, but you haven't cooked it.

Zhou Zihao said: Is that true?I think I'm already familiar with Ah.

Mom said: Get back the blame quickly, please let me do it.My mother said to me: Son, let’s not talk about it for now, I’m dead.

I said OK. Before, I heard Zhou Zihao say over there: Aunt Sun, please teach me step by step.

I thought it would be good to have a lively home.

Soon I tortured myself for a month. On the weekend, the League of Legends was updated. I couldn't help but decide to give myself a small vacation. I played League of Legends with my friends all night. I haven't been unfamiliar with my skills for a long time, so I cheated them all night.

At 12 o'clock, they decided not to take me to play. I was a little embarrassed. I lined up one more time and prepared to turn off the computer. But it was rare to indulge in one night. I just wanted to do something, but I didn't know what to do. At this time, the advertisement of Cloud Disk popped up. I wanted to turn it off, but I didn't click on the fork in the upper right corner, but clicked on the link. First, a web page popped up. When I closed the web page, the cloud disk interface popped up.

The one who logs into my sister's account. She used my computer to log in to the cloud disk once, and I still have her login status here.

My sister is a high school teacher. In addition to saving some teaching videos and PPT materials into the cloud disk.

She is also an American drama fan and often downloads some American dramas from cloud disk.

Anyway, I can’t sleep, let’s see what new American dramas are coming to my sister’s cloud disk.

But after opening it, a folder called Aiai Video instantly attracted me. I clicked in and saved three of my sister's names Ning Wei with a 123-numbered video inside. I was shocked. This folder was like I was afraid that others would not know that the things inside were yellow.

At least I will give the folder a name to study materials when saving AV.

Looking at the upload date, the earliest one was the first day of last month. The most recent one was just the day before my father passed away. I pulled the bed curtain, put on my headphones, and opened the video nervously. The video started with my sister lying naked on the bed facing the camera, her beautiful legs spread to the maximum, and her upper body was covered with white flesh and a pair of big breasts shaking violently.

I suddenly became hard. Although I knew that my sister's breasts were big, she usually wore a bra and clothes. As a teacher, my sister deliberately wrapped it tightly because she was afraid of the bad influence. Now my sister's pair of big breasts was exposed to me without any concealment. The impact was too big and I could hardly breathe.

The video was shot in handheld by a man. The man's lower body was doing crazy piston movements in his sister's pussy. The sister was like a kite with a broken string. Under the violent impact, her head kept wiggling left and right, and her hands were constantly trying to grab the man's hand, but every attempt was interrupted by the man's violent impact.

Oh...Ah... My sister's moans came from her headphones, mixed with pain and pleasure, almost penetrated my eardrums.

No...no...my sister suddenly arched her whole body, and the man stopped at this time.

The video ends here.

It's really a fucking love video!

I immediately clicked on the next one, and the sister was kneeling on her knees. The video started with a man holding her sister's waist from behind and thrusting violently. The sister shouted in pain, "Husband, slow down, I really can't do it!"

The image of my brother-in-law immediately emerged in my mind. My brother-in-law is also a teacher. She usually looks gentle and can't catch a chicken with one hand. I didn't expect that she would be so fierce in bed.

Husband, it really doesn't work, your dick is too thick.My sister's hand came over and grabbed my brother-in-law's hand, please...Ah...

My brother-in-law did not let her go because of her sister's begging for mercy. She fucked her sister on the bed and cumed her whole body.

I have to admit, it's a bit fierce.

I turned on the third one again, and I was still lying down, but this time I lay on the sofa in the living room. I know this sofa, and it is right at my sister's house.

In the video, my sister didn't take off her clothes, but she lifted up her black A-line skirt and pushed her white underwear aside, and fucked her directly.

Sister, you and your brother-in-law are having too much fun.

Isn't it difficult to wash the sofa if it is dirty?

But it is true, people can play whatever they want at home.

My lower body was as hard as it was about to explode. I wanted to masturbate but felt awkward. The object in the video was my sister, so what was it like to masturbate at my sister?

So I searched for pornographic websites all night and was exhausted. I slept until two o'clock in the afternoon before getting up the next day.

I forced myself to read the book for another afternoon. My sister's pair of white and tender breasts made me unable to concentrate at all. I was in a daze until evening, and I called my mother as usual.

I asked my mom: Mom, what are you doing?

My mother replied to me: I am learning yoga from your sister.

My mother is a very traditional person. Because of her medical studies, she is a bit old-fashioned. Unexpectedly, she has started to do yoga now and keeps up with the trend.

At this time, I heard Zhou Zihao's voice, and he said there: Aunt Sun, your move is wrong.

My mother asked in confusion: What's wrong?

Zhou Zihao said: I'll teach you.My mother seemed to have turned on hands-free, and Zhou Zihao's voice became a little louder.

When I saw the time, it was past nine o'clock, so I asked: Does Zhou Zihao live at home?

My sister replied there: Zhou Zihao’s parents are not at home these two days, so she slept at our house.

I thought to myself that this is a big reason. Zhou Zihao is so old, will he starve to death if he leaves his parents? When I think that he won’t sleep in my room, I feel a little uncomfortable, but I can’t say anything.

At this time, I heard my mother say softly, and my sister said over there: Zhou Zihao, don’t press Ah hard.

Zhou Zihao quickly apologized and asked: Aunt Sun, I didn’t care about you, right?

Mom said: It seems that it is not suitable for me to do this at my age.

Zhou Zihao teased and said: Aunt Sun, I believe you say you are Teacher Ning’s sister, but you have to pay attention to maintenance, otherwise you will be old.

I felt that I couldn't insert it, so I said: Mom, then you guys continue, I'll hang up first.

Hang up the phone and return to the dormitory.

An old classmate called to say that he was very grateful for the last registration. He praised my mother's medical skills and said that his father's rheumatism had been used at all in the Grade A hospital. He was much better after a week in my mother's hands and did not hurt much.

He said that my mother refused to accept his gift and asked me to go back to take it over during the summer vacation, just to express my gratitude.

I talked to him about high school again, and when I hung up the phone, it was already 11 o'clock.

I am very proud to have such an excellent mother, and I have to work hard.

During the meal the next day, I called my mother, but she didn't answer. Later, I told me that I had just gone downstairs with my sister and Zhou Zihao to play basketball, and told me to exercise more.

There is indeed a small basketball court in the community where our family is. My mother has never been to it before. When I think this is good, my mother is coming into contact with new things, which is always a good phenomenon.

When I was sleeping at night, I turned on my computer and logged into my sister's cloud disk. I found that the love video was updated!

I trembled and opened the new video, Ning Wei 4, my sister and brother-in-law are you going to study on Yunpan TikTok to record a better life?

I opened the video, but I almost bit my tongue in shock.

This video is no longer handheld photography. The camera is placed aside and the two people who are having sex are completely captured, but the male protagonist of the video is not his brother-in-law.

He was wearing a blue and white school uniform, his pants took off his knees, and his sister was inserted from behind. As last time, his clothes were neatly worn, his skirt was lifted, and his underwear was pushed aside, but he changed the location. His sister supported the desk with both hands, and his beautiful legs knelt on the chair, raising her plump buttocks high.

The big boy behind him swung his big dick and inserted it hard into his sister. Sister Ah screamed, then covered her mouth tightly and said: Don't insert it so deeply...Ah...

The big boy spoke: Teacher Ning, whisper, Aunt Sun is still outside.

Aunt Sun?

Isn't it my mother?

I pressed the pause button and looked carefully. I found that the desk was my sister's room at home?

From the side, I still recognized this boy, Zhou Zihao!

I can't believe that that person is not my brother-in-law at all, and this is how my sister gives Zhou Zihao a lesson every night?

I want to calm down.This video has a lot of information.

After a while, I clicked on the video again. Zhou Zihao slowly rubbed his sister's chest while continuing to thrust his lower body. After a few strokes, his sister couldn't do it. He was almost whining... After a sound, he lay on the table. All the videos Zhou Zihao's lower body had not appeared intact. I don't understand. Is it really that awesome?

Seeing my biological sister being treated like this, I was so angry that I was so angry.

After turning off the video, I wonder what I should do.

If this video is seen by my brother-in-law, wouldn’t my sister’s family be gone?

Sister, you are so, oh...

I don’t know how to evaluate my sister’s behavior. My nephew is only three years old.

But she is my sister after all. Even if her sister is really wrong, if she really wants to have a divorce with her brother-in-law in the future, I will stand on my side.

After being solved by this incident, I had such a big secret, and the next day I was not in the mood to read a book.

I was thinking about a question, whether to tell my mother, but this idea was quickly denied by me. My mother had not recovered from the death of her father. Now if she was hit again, how could she bear it?

Then what should I do?

I feel I have a responsibility to deal with this matter.

But I haven't figured out what happened to my sister and Zhou Zihao. I can't think of any reason why my sister fell in love with Zhou Zihao. Could it be that my sister is looking for excitement?

Then I told my sister that she would stop playing?

I can't say this.

I thought about it for two days but couldn't figure it out. I haven't called my mother as usual these two days. With this secret in mind, I don't know how to face my family.

At around 8 o'clock on the evening of the third day, I finally couldn't help calling my mother and asked her: Does Zhou Zihao still live in our house?

Mom said: He went back to Ah, what's wrong?

Nothing, just ask.

Then I didn't know what to say, and my mother was silent for a while and said: Haihai, in fact, you don't have to call my mother every day. Mom is fine, you don't have to worry about my mother.

I said: I don’t have any mother who dislikes her son calling her home. Be careful that I won’t make a single call for a month in the future.

Mom smiled and said: If you dare, I won’t give you living expenses.

I thought about it for a while and decided to ask: Mom, do you think something is wrong with my sister?

Why do you ask this?

nothing.It’s good that my mother didn’t know, so I quickly got back: I called my sister a few days ago and felt that she was a little unhappy.

Mom said: Maybe it was because her mother-in-law wanted her to live home and she refused to argue. Oh... I have been urging your sister to go back and live, but your sister just refused.

Mom, this is wrong, how can you drive your child away?

Mom said earnestly: Mom, don’t you hope you will live well? If you live well, I will live well naturally.

I said sensationally: Mom, when I graduate, I will go back to my hometown to accompany you.

Mom said: I don’t want you to accompany you. I have told you many times. You can go wherever you are suitable for you. Your life is your own. If you are tied up by your mother, that’s what? There is no medicine for regret in the world. Make every decision that suits you most in your life is the most important thing. Besides, no matter where you are in the future, I can follow you. Don’t you want your mother to live with you, and are you afraid that your future wife will dislike your mother?

My mother said my nose sore and she wanted to cry. I looked up at the night sky and felt that I was so small that I could do too little.

On the weekend, my sister called me and said: Mom’s birthday is coming in one month, so we want to celebrate a memorable birthday for Mom.

I looked at the date and it was May 13, so I said: Then I'll take a leave to come back.

My sister did not object this time and said: Then you have to prepare well and don’t run back empty-handed.

I agreed immediately.

After calling my sister, I felt that although my sister cheated, she still had a student with her. However, my sister was always the sister, and her family was always the family. Her love for her brother-in-law will change, but her love for her mother will not change, that is enough.

I have no idea what to do with my sister and Zhou Zihao. I didn’t resist at all when watching the video, and even enjoyed it. Maybe I shouldn’t interfere. That’s my own life.

On the way to lunch, I occasionally saw some young and beautiful teachers wearing them, and I remembered my mother's usual simple clothes. I immediately had an idea. Why didn't I give my mother a beautiful dress on her birthday?

I had to do it as soon as I said I had finished my meal. After I hurriedly finished my meal, I ran out of school and walked aimlessly on the street. Every time I passed by a women's clothing store, I would stop. I had no nerve to walk in, so I looked at the clothes they displayed outside the window.

I paid the price of skipping class for the first time after I came back from my hometown. After walking several streets, I finally got to see a white floral dress priced at 2,488 yuan. I thought in my mind how my mother looked like when she was wearing this dress. Although my mother was a little bitch when she was a child, she suddenly grew up after going to high school, and she was over 1.6 meters tall. She was considered average among women in the south. She would definitely look as beautiful as a fairy in the sky when she wore this dress.

But I don’t have money, so I thought I could borrow it from my classmates, but I immediately denied it, and I had no sincerity at all.

I have to make money by myself to have enough sincerity.

I must make enough money before that.

Give my mother a surprise on her birthday. Chinese people are always ashamed to express love, especially among their families. This time I must tell my mother how much I love her and let her completely come out of the shadow of her father's death and face life again.

When I think of this, I feel excited, and at the same time, the infinite motivation flows from my heart to every part of my body.

I specially contacted a poor classmate at home, and he often worked odd jobs. I told him about my situation. He told me that, first of all, I can't tutor, first of all, I don't have the ability, and secondly, I have to go to class during the day and can't move bricks.

The best way is to hand out the flyer and introduce me to the job.

I gritted my teeth and agreed. It was a swimming and fitness advertisement. I didn't send much on the first night. I thought it was just a matter of luck, but I couldn't send it out for three days and only received a total of 100 yuan in hard work.

I completely quit this job and returned to the dormitory at night. I didn't know what to do. When I remembered my sister's affairs, I opened my sister's cloud disk.

Sure enough, it has been updated again, and three have been updated in three consecutive days. I clicked on the last video called Ning Wei 7.

As usual, I pulled the bed curtain, put on my headphones, and turned on the video.

This time my sister was not wearing clothes, but was lying on the bed with her legs taken off. Zhou Zihao pressed her sister's legs to her chest, thrusting her lower body like a pile driver and fucking her frantically inside her pussy. Well...Ah... My sister's moans made me dry and my whole body hot.

In the video, Zhou Zihao suddenly stopped and said to his sister: Call me good husband.

My sister called out "Good husband" without hesitation.

Zhou Zihao said with a lewd smile: Do you want your husband to continue fucking you?

The sister nodded and said: I want to.

Zhou Zihao asked again: Then call me Dad again.

My sister hesitated for a moment, and then she called Dad and still called out. Zhou Zihao suddenly asked, "You call me Dad, what should I call Aunt Sun?"

It would be fine if I played some sex games with my sister, but why did I take advantage of my mother? I didn’t have a good impression of Zhou Zihao, but now I just became disgusted.

Fortunately, my sister did not completely lose her mind. My sister was stunned for a moment and said angrily: You are still trying to make a big fuss!As he said that, he was about to come out from under Zhou Zihao.

Zhou Zihao quickly coaxed his sister: Good sister, I was wrong, can we continue?

My sister refused to let me go, so Zhou Zihao forced her to break up and fucked her vigorously. Ah...Ah... My sister couldn't bear it, and she pulled the sheets tightly with her hands. Be gentle...Ah...

After fucking for a while, Zhou Zihao asked again: Call me Dad.

Under Zhou Zihao's tyranny, the sister quickly surrendered again and called out: Dad...

The two finally reached orgasm in this perverted game.