Back to the apartment, I turned on the computer and received an email
I opened the email and looked carefully
This is the surveillance record of Lao Song's family. The record shows that for more than two weeks, Lao Song and his wife Xianglan have not communicated too much, and their daily conversations are mostly about their daughter. Lao Song has basically not shown much concern for his wife.
There are several other monitoring recordings that happen at midnight, clearly recording the regular moans of a woman. It is a kind of lewd sound when a woman is having sex, and it seems that the volume is deliberately lowered again.
Analysts believe that this should be the hostess Xianglan masturbating in a sane state, and in more than two weeks, many such sounds were recorded. Lao Song was right, his wife was indeed in extreme sexual hunger.
They implanted virus programs on her mobile phone, monitored her every move, tracked the web pages she browsed and the messages she left on some forums, most of which were about husband and wife relationships, and some spiritual chicken soup articles, while most of her messages quoted romantic Internet celebrity language
Analysts believe that this is a mature woman with literary atmosphere, who appreciates talented people, can express themselves in a good manner, and has a romantic temperament. This kind of woman has a unified characteristic of being boring.
They are afraid of loneliness and neglect. They like to be sought after by men and cared for by men. But they will treat men a little arrogantly, and even the same is true for men they admire. However, if a man is pestering him, they often will not refuse.
Finally, the conclusion is that, first, you must pester her and beating her. As long as she doesn’t really turn against her, you should stick to it. Second, you must pester her skillfully, often send her some literary and artistic care messages, and give her the warmest care when she needs it most. Third, you must untie her knot about having sex with her daughter’s boyfriend. This is very important, and it is directly related to the success or failure of this project. Fourth, you must keep Tian'er completely confidential and not let her notice that I am beating her mother.
I silently remember these four points. In fact, after all, I was going to bed with this woman named Xianglan, but it was different from the fact that she used money to make women take off their clothes. How could this feeling of fighting with women, controlling their psychology, and finally making women take off their clothes willingly?
I finally understand why there are so many rich people who are obviously rich but have to go to prostitution, but they have to go to a good family. It is nothing more than that human nature is inherently low, and what you can't get is the best
The next day, with the help of two female assistants, I dressed up completely, and my decent outfit made me look energetic. The only thing I was dissatisfied was that my pants were tighter. As long as my little brother had the urge to raise his hand, there would be obvious marks on my pants.
I came to Tianer's house with a box of Moutai and a brand-name cosmetics
When I knocked on Tian'er's door, I first saw Tian'er's flowery smile, and then Lao Song's slightly complicated look. Not only did the father-in-law look at his son-in-law, but also a slightly jealous feeling. Finally, it was my mother-in-law's prospective mother-in-law.
She has taken good care of her, with no wrinkles on her pretty face, fair and clean skin, dignified facial features, and her long hair tied a bun behind her head, giving people an intellectual, mature beauty
She was wearing a loose home clothes and couldn't tell whether she was good or bad, but I still pretended to look at her breasts unconsciously. There was a large bulge there, and her chest was trembling as she walked, and her chest was shaking very clearly
It seems that Tian'er is right. Her mother is indeed a bully. As for how huge the breasts are, I have to explore them myself.
After the greetings, Lao Song and I sat down on the sofa, Tianer and her mother were busy cutting fruits in the kitchen.
Old Song looked at me up and down, his eyes were complicated, his eyes flashed
Men are possessive animals, even sluggish men are no exception
I remembered the scene downstairs that night, and felt that it was necessary to hit Lao Song, so I smiled faintly and said: Uncle Song, Uncle Wang, I'll say hello to you and he said he's very happy to cooperate with you
Old Song was shocked, and a hint of fear appeared in his eyes. He pulled the corner of his mouth with some difficulty and said: Thank you for your care, we will definitely be happy in cooperation.
Uncle Wang is also a member of the club. He is a rank of lieutenant general and is engaged in import and export trade. The club gave Lao Song a lot of business through him.
This time, Lao Song and I were tacitly aware of what each other meant
At this time, the woman brought a plate of fruit and said angrily: It's so good to have a family life, what kind of work are you guys, it's really
Very heartwarming words, very understanding woman
Everyone chatted for a few words, and they asked about my personal situation. In fact, they had already learned about my situation through Tianer, and there was no more topics. At this time, the woman stood up and said: I have to go to the bathroom to wash it. Lao Song, go and stir-fry a few dishes. Xiaolin, have a meal at home at noon today.
Tian'er also got up and said: Mom, I'll go with you
Old Song stopped her and said: You should accompany me to cook and help me choose the vegetables.
I laughed in my heart. Lao Song is such a wonderful person. This is a chance to be alone for me and his wife.
Although Tian'er was unwilling, she was still pulled away by Lao Song.
I was the only one left in the living room. Of course, I would not miss the opportunity to be alone with Xianglan, so I took off my coat and walked into the bathroom. The middle-aged beautiful woman was packing her dirty clothes and pants.
I rolled up my sleeves and walked over and said: Auntie, let me do it with you, I can do housework
The middle-aged beautiful woman was stunned for a moment and waved her hands repeatedly: No, no, it’s all done by women. Besides, when you come to your house for the first time, how can you do your work?
She was also polite when she refused others. Her arms were as white as lotus roots, making people want to eat them.
I insisted on helping her in the end, but she couldn't resist me and had to agree.
When I was helping her with work, I realized why she didn't want me to help her. There were many women's bras and underwear in the dirty clothes. Those colorful and unique styles were sweet. I knew them all, and there were some even bigger ones, and the old-fashioned colors must be hers. I estimated the size, at least there were D cups. It was possible that they were not good at E cups. They were really big breasts!
Maybe it was the first time she was living in the same room with a strange young man, especially in such a private bathroom. She seemed very cramped and pulled her collar up every time she bent down. In fact, her collar is not low, and it is impossible to see the scenery inside her clothes from the perspective I stand.
However, because the bathroom space is small, she bent down and turned her back to me again every time. Inevitably, her fleshy butt touched me several times. The most exciting time, her butt rubbed directly onto my little brother. From my perspective, it seemed as if I was entering her back.
I suddenly became distracted. Could it be that this beautiful woman was so unsatisfied and couldn't help but tease me as soon as she met?
At this time, a sweet and cheerful voice came from outside: It’s time to eat!
She seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and straightened her back and said: Kobayashi, let's have dinner first, I'll do the rest in the afternoon
From the corner of her eyes, she seemed to glance at my lower body. Well, the tent on the lower body is really unstoppable. This pair of thin pants is really a waste of time.
At the dinner table, Lao Song opened a bottle of white wine and wanted to drink with me. Naturally, I was not afraid. Surprisingly, Tian'er's mother also opened a bottle of red wine. Tian'er proudly said: My mother is the best at drinking red wine, my father can't even drink her.
There is a strong atmosphere of alcohol. I have been doing business in the mall for so many years. When I was having dinner, I talked about the business opportunities contained in the beauty industry and the future development prospects. Not only was it organized and had clear ideas, but when I described the attractiveness of a woman's appearance to men, I also regarded Tianer and her mother as representatives of women's beauty in two ages, which made the two beauties laugh and tremble.
Old Song forced himself to smile, but just poured wine one cup after another. In the end, even Tian'er's mother could see something was wrong with him, and snatched his cup and said: Stop drinking, stop drinking, Xiaolin came to the door for the first time, don't be ugly.
Old Song pushed her rudely, and said to me with his tongue: Xiaolin, if you are a man, you will fuck this cup!
Actually, I was not less drunk than Old Song. At this time, I was a little bit overwhelmed. I reached out and touched him, and killed the wine in the glass in one breath.
Before Lao Song's wine glass could touch his lips, he fell directly to the ground
Everyone rushed to the bed and returned to the living room. Looking at the table full of bad habits, Tian'er's mother sighed and said to Tian'er: You send Xiaolin home first, I'll clean up here.
I shook my head and felt that I was okay, so I said: Auntie, it's okay, I'll help you clean up before leaving
Tian'er's mother was a little surprised. She said: How could you guys do this? Besides, I'm so embarrassed to help me wash clothes just now. How could I let you wash dishes?
I put on an apron and cleaned up the dishes and said: Auntie, don’t underestimate me, I really know everything, just rest. It’s not good for the skin to touch more detergent.
Seeing that I was talking seriously, Tian'er's mother didn't insist anymore, she pulled Tian'er to the side and whispered.
After a lot of work, I cleaned up the bowls, chopsticks, tabletops, stoves, and range hoods. I was busy and thoughtful. This time I was working here, and next time I would do my sweet mother here!
Tian'er and her mother walked into the kitchen and saw the results of my cleaning. They were all amazed
After leaving Tian'er's house, Tian'er drove me home in my car and said to me with a smile: Do you want to know what my parents think of you?
Today Tian'er wore a short skirt and a pair of black stockings on her thighs. Her toned legs looked even longer and sexy. I drank mineral water in big gulps and stretched out one hand to stroke Tian'er's thighs. The jade legs wrapped in black stockings were so smooth and elastic that I couldn't let go. I touched them and said: Do you still need to guess? There is something written on your face!
Tian'er hit my hand and said softly: I'm driving, stay honestly and don't move my mother likes you very much, saying that you are sunny and handsome, and you are eloquent. Not only do you have a life in your eyes, but you also know that you feel sorry for others.
I couldn't help but think of the scene in the bathroom today. My mother and I seemed to be in the back-entry posture, and my heart beat faster and my mouth was dry.
What about your dad? What does he say?
Tian'er curled her lips: He said, how careful a girl should look for a partner, and more investigation should be done, and don't be too hasty. My mother told me not to pay attention to him, saying that her father-in-law and son-in-law were enemies of her previous life, and women should take the initiative to find their own happiness. Life is full of fun and not be a woman in vain.
I couldn't help but be amazed. Don't look at Tian'er's mother as an intellectual and generous mother, and she looks like a housewife, but she is a woman with her own ideas. Or maybe she feels that she is not happy, so she doesn't want her daughter to repeat the same mistakes.
I opened the email and looked carefully
This is the surveillance record of Lao Song's family. The record shows that for more than two weeks, Lao Song and his wife Xianglan have not communicated too much, and their daily conversations are mostly about their daughter. Lao Song has basically not shown much concern for his wife.
There are several other monitoring recordings that happen at midnight, clearly recording the regular moans of a woman. It is a kind of lewd sound when a woman is having sex, and it seems that the volume is deliberately lowered again.
Analysts believe that this should be the hostess Xianglan masturbating in a sane state, and in more than two weeks, many such sounds were recorded. Lao Song was right, his wife was indeed in extreme sexual hunger.
They implanted virus programs on her mobile phone, monitored her every move, tracked the web pages she browsed and the messages she left on some forums, most of which were about husband and wife relationships, and some spiritual chicken soup articles, while most of her messages quoted romantic Internet celebrity language
Analysts believe that this is a mature woman with literary atmosphere, who appreciates talented people, can express themselves in a good manner, and has a romantic temperament. This kind of woman has a unified characteristic of being boring.
They are afraid of loneliness and neglect. They like to be sought after by men and cared for by men. But they will treat men a little arrogantly, and even the same is true for men they admire. However, if a man is pestering him, they often will not refuse.
Finally, the conclusion is that, first, you must pester her and beating her. As long as she doesn’t really turn against her, you should stick to it. Second, you must pester her skillfully, often send her some literary and artistic care messages, and give her the warmest care when she needs it most. Third, you must untie her knot about having sex with her daughter’s boyfriend. This is very important, and it is directly related to the success or failure of this project. Fourth, you must keep Tian'er completely confidential and not let her notice that I am beating her mother.
I silently remember these four points. In fact, after all, I was going to bed with this woman named Xianglan, but it was different from the fact that she used money to make women take off their clothes. How could this feeling of fighting with women, controlling their psychology, and finally making women take off their clothes willingly?
I finally understand why there are so many rich people who are obviously rich but have to go to prostitution, but they have to go to a good family. It is nothing more than that human nature is inherently low, and what you can't get is the best
The next day, with the help of two female assistants, I dressed up completely, and my decent outfit made me look energetic. The only thing I was dissatisfied was that my pants were tighter. As long as my little brother had the urge to raise his hand, there would be obvious marks on my pants.
I came to Tianer's house with a box of Moutai and a brand-name cosmetics
When I knocked on Tian'er's door, I first saw Tian'er's flowery smile, and then Lao Song's slightly complicated look. Not only did the father-in-law look at his son-in-law, but also a slightly jealous feeling. Finally, it was my mother-in-law's prospective mother-in-law.
She has taken good care of her, with no wrinkles on her pretty face, fair and clean skin, dignified facial features, and her long hair tied a bun behind her head, giving people an intellectual, mature beauty
She was wearing a loose home clothes and couldn't tell whether she was good or bad, but I still pretended to look at her breasts unconsciously. There was a large bulge there, and her chest was trembling as she walked, and her chest was shaking very clearly
It seems that Tian'er is right. Her mother is indeed a bully. As for how huge the breasts are, I have to explore them myself.
After the greetings, Lao Song and I sat down on the sofa, Tianer and her mother were busy cutting fruits in the kitchen.
Old Song looked at me up and down, his eyes were complicated, his eyes flashed
Men are possessive animals, even sluggish men are no exception
I remembered the scene downstairs that night, and felt that it was necessary to hit Lao Song, so I smiled faintly and said: Uncle Song, Uncle Wang, I'll say hello to you and he said he's very happy to cooperate with you
Old Song was shocked, and a hint of fear appeared in his eyes. He pulled the corner of his mouth with some difficulty and said: Thank you for your care, we will definitely be happy in cooperation.
Uncle Wang is also a member of the club. He is a rank of lieutenant general and is engaged in import and export trade. The club gave Lao Song a lot of business through him.
This time, Lao Song and I were tacitly aware of what each other meant
At this time, the woman brought a plate of fruit and said angrily: It's so good to have a family life, what kind of work are you guys, it's really
Very heartwarming words, very understanding woman
Everyone chatted for a few words, and they asked about my personal situation. In fact, they had already learned about my situation through Tianer, and there was no more topics. At this time, the woman stood up and said: I have to go to the bathroom to wash it. Lao Song, go and stir-fry a few dishes. Xiaolin, have a meal at home at noon today.
Tian'er also got up and said: Mom, I'll go with you
Old Song stopped her and said: You should accompany me to cook and help me choose the vegetables.
I laughed in my heart. Lao Song is such a wonderful person. This is a chance to be alone for me and his wife.
Although Tian'er was unwilling, she was still pulled away by Lao Song.
I was the only one left in the living room. Of course, I would not miss the opportunity to be alone with Xianglan, so I took off my coat and walked into the bathroom. The middle-aged beautiful woman was packing her dirty clothes and pants.
I rolled up my sleeves and walked over and said: Auntie, let me do it with you, I can do housework
The middle-aged beautiful woman was stunned for a moment and waved her hands repeatedly: No, no, it’s all done by women. Besides, when you come to your house for the first time, how can you do your work?
She was also polite when she refused others. Her arms were as white as lotus roots, making people want to eat them.
I insisted on helping her in the end, but she couldn't resist me and had to agree.
When I was helping her with work, I realized why she didn't want me to help her. There were many women's bras and underwear in the dirty clothes. Those colorful and unique styles were sweet. I knew them all, and there were some even bigger ones, and the old-fashioned colors must be hers. I estimated the size, at least there were D cups. It was possible that they were not good at E cups. They were really big breasts!
Maybe it was the first time she was living in the same room with a strange young man, especially in such a private bathroom. She seemed very cramped and pulled her collar up every time she bent down. In fact, her collar is not low, and it is impossible to see the scenery inside her clothes from the perspective I stand.
However, because the bathroom space is small, she bent down and turned her back to me again every time. Inevitably, her fleshy butt touched me several times. The most exciting time, her butt rubbed directly onto my little brother. From my perspective, it seemed as if I was entering her back.
I suddenly became distracted. Could it be that this beautiful woman was so unsatisfied and couldn't help but tease me as soon as she met?
At this time, a sweet and cheerful voice came from outside: It’s time to eat!
She seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and straightened her back and said: Kobayashi, let's have dinner first, I'll do the rest in the afternoon
From the corner of her eyes, she seemed to glance at my lower body. Well, the tent on the lower body is really unstoppable. This pair of thin pants is really a waste of time.
At the dinner table, Lao Song opened a bottle of white wine and wanted to drink with me. Naturally, I was not afraid. Surprisingly, Tian'er's mother also opened a bottle of red wine. Tian'er proudly said: My mother is the best at drinking red wine, my father can't even drink her.
There is a strong atmosphere of alcohol. I have been doing business in the mall for so many years. When I was having dinner, I talked about the business opportunities contained in the beauty industry and the future development prospects. Not only was it organized and had clear ideas, but when I described the attractiveness of a woman's appearance to men, I also regarded Tianer and her mother as representatives of women's beauty in two ages, which made the two beauties laugh and tremble.
Old Song forced himself to smile, but just poured wine one cup after another. In the end, even Tian'er's mother could see something was wrong with him, and snatched his cup and said: Stop drinking, stop drinking, Xiaolin came to the door for the first time, don't be ugly.
Old Song pushed her rudely, and said to me with his tongue: Xiaolin, if you are a man, you will fuck this cup!
Actually, I was not less drunk than Old Song. At this time, I was a little bit overwhelmed. I reached out and touched him, and killed the wine in the glass in one breath.
Before Lao Song's wine glass could touch his lips, he fell directly to the ground
Everyone rushed to the bed and returned to the living room. Looking at the table full of bad habits, Tian'er's mother sighed and said to Tian'er: You send Xiaolin home first, I'll clean up here.
I shook my head and felt that I was okay, so I said: Auntie, it's okay, I'll help you clean up before leaving
Tian'er's mother was a little surprised. She said: How could you guys do this? Besides, I'm so embarrassed to help me wash clothes just now. How could I let you wash dishes?
I put on an apron and cleaned up the dishes and said: Auntie, don’t underestimate me, I really know everything, just rest. It’s not good for the skin to touch more detergent.
Seeing that I was talking seriously, Tian'er's mother didn't insist anymore, she pulled Tian'er to the side and whispered.
After a lot of work, I cleaned up the bowls, chopsticks, tabletops, stoves, and range hoods. I was busy and thoughtful. This time I was working here, and next time I would do my sweet mother here!
Tian'er and her mother walked into the kitchen and saw the results of my cleaning. They were all amazed
After leaving Tian'er's house, Tian'er drove me home in my car and said to me with a smile: Do you want to know what my parents think of you?
Today Tian'er wore a short skirt and a pair of black stockings on her thighs. Her toned legs looked even longer and sexy. I drank mineral water in big gulps and stretched out one hand to stroke Tian'er's thighs. The jade legs wrapped in black stockings were so smooth and elastic that I couldn't let go. I touched them and said: Do you still need to guess? There is something written on your face!
Tian'er hit my hand and said softly: I'm driving, stay honestly and don't move my mother likes you very much, saying that you are sunny and handsome, and you are eloquent. Not only do you have a life in your eyes, but you also know that you feel sorry for others.
I couldn't help but think of the scene in the bathroom today. My mother and I seemed to be in the back-entry posture, and my heart beat faster and my mouth was dry.
What about your dad? What does he say?
Tian'er curled her lips: He said, how careful a girl should look for a partner, and more investigation should be done, and don't be too hasty. My mother told me not to pay attention to him, saying that her father-in-law and son-in-law were enemies of her previous life, and women should take the initiative to find their own happiness. Life is full of fun and not be a woman in vain.
I couldn't help but be amazed. Don't look at Tian'er's mother as an intellectual and generous mother, and she looks like a housewife, but she is a woman with her own ideas. Or maybe she feels that she is not happy, so she doesn't want her daughter to repeat the same mistakes.
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