That scene was always strangely entangled in my dreams with an impressionist painting I had seen. The twinkling light and shadows, the interweaving colors of emerald green and golden, and the fermented smell floating in the air.
Although it was just a video broadcast, the father was obsessed with watching his Dutch idol football genius Van Basten in an epic revenge. This game was the Three Musketeers against the West German tanks and compete for the European Cup finals.
Unfortunately, I am not a football fan. If I want to say anything, I will just watch the Italian League One by chance. I will watch it with my father.
My mother cleaned up the mess after the dinner, and I was eyeing my mother's graceful figure, especially the delicate curves between my thighs, which made it difficult for me to control myself after drinking some wine.
I frequently signaled to my mother, but my mother buried her head in packing up the leftovers on the table, obviously deliberately neglecting me. For the sake of the meal, I didn't want to go to the university where my uncle once attended and taught.
I looked at my mother silently and sighed deeply in my heart. After all, my uncle was her first man and a love that she could not unravel in her life.
I was surprised by the psychological changes I had over the years, from the initial jealousy to the current deep understanding, it was only less than two years.
I seemed to have forgotten the scene of my mother having a gentle love under my uncle. That scene was always strangely entangled with an impressionist painting I had seen in my dreams. The twinkling light and shadows, the interweaving colors of emerald green and golden, and the fermented smell floating in the air.
So the snake curled up in his heart woke up, and the blue smoke came out, rustling
Don't be annoying... take your hand away
Behind the hollowed-out flower curtain, my mother pushed me angrily, and her beautiful face was blooming. The red color overshadowed the dull light, overshadowed the dull hesitation, and overshadowed the pain of my father's twilight in my heart.
The fire lit up, lit up
Sorry, mom, can I listen to you, okay?
My hands flew past the green fields, the green mountains were faint, Mom, you smell so good! You are my Qinling Mountains and my clear rivers, I want to travel through mountains and rivers...
Bah...I hate it!
My mother's body is soft, exhaled like orchid, and the fragrance is clear
Her beautiful eyes were slanted and she was giggling. Be careful, your dad is here
Mom, you are so white!
I stroked the fair skin on my mother's neck, which was as smooth as fat, and the endless romantic flow between my fingers. My excitement trembled uncontrollably.
Desire floats in the air, changing in various forms, sometimes like a silver snake, sometimes like a sharp sword, accompanied by the sound of the storm, hitting my heart in the morning clouds and evening rain
Flame in the palm of your hand
It is because my lover burns freely in my palms, joy and pain, and under the pressure of fate, we are carrying the crushing of the world's giant ship
This is a face that is so familiar that I can't be more familiar with. I have never ignored it. I have known each other in my womb.
Destined, her and I, suffering or happiness, maybe not, maybe even if we struggle, it is meaningless, or even if we fight to the end, we can't get recognition from the world. Dreams will be nothing.
But we don’t have to promise anything, so once we reach this point, we are always silent, just dedicating and exchanging each other, which is enough
Because of my mother, I became another person
Reality, illusion flows in space from time to time, from time to time, I have changed and become real. It is a kind of instant growth, a sublimation of the spirit, not a natural maturity of the body.
Every day after class, I hurried home, either cooking or wiping the floor, which can help my mother more, but more for her lotus charm and meticulousness when making love.
Others think that I am about to take the college entrance examination and I am so nervous that I even give up my beloved basketball.
Even my dull father praised me for taking the overall situation into consideration and said that this is good. When the college entrance examination is over, I will have too much time to play. I don’t have to hurry up.
Don't be here, what if your dad comes in later...
My mother bit my ears lightly and broke away from my entanglement
She took two bottles of beer from the closet and put them in my hand. Go, take it for your dad to drink
I seemed to see the sly slightest in my mother's eyes, and smiled knowingly
My father had a very shallow drink, and after three cups, he was spinning
How is it? What's the score? The Dutch team should win, right?
I put the beer on the table and opened it
Of course, two to one, Lao Fan scored a goal today, my dad was happy, and he was the big white guy.
My father Yixing flew and held my hand to drink with me
Sure enough, in less than ten minutes, my father's words changed from bold words to whispers, his gestures gradually slowed down, and finally fell to the sofa. After a while, he snored slightly
Little bad guy, you got your dad drunk
My mother blew like an orchid, and her waist sounded behind her, beautiful and elegant. I couldn't help but want to hear her moaning in a low voice.
My hand pulled, and my mother fell into my arms with a sound.
The faint softness makes people feel excited, just want to do something ridiculous and outrageous
Blame this silent and sultry sky, blaze the freshness of the body in front of you, red and white, like a cloud of desire
The mother pointed to her sleeping father slightly, frowned, and looked like a smile on her face
My mind blew, and a low roar came from my throat. I knew that this was my body and my muscles were strong and my erect and my yang was full of energy.
Under the shaking light of the incandescent lamp, I fell into myths and dizziness
My mother's light yellow, ochre red, and the thick chestnuts, the round and mature hangs there, fertile and fertile
I am grateful and sip this full and crispy portion from top to bottom
Is it salty?
My mother clamped my head and moaned melodiously
Um
My nose hummed, the vagina after being moved is strong and fragrant, making people sweet. It is suitable to taste it in small mouths, and should not drink it with a whale.
The procedure should only be simple, not complicated, just suck this transcendental charm with your nose. The sip in this moment is like chewing olives, which has a very charming sound like a cicada. The sound of a tree of cicadas is slanted, and the feathered guest is drunk in the flowing clouds.
My mother refused to have a blowjob with me
She has always been a very obscene move, her genitals are dirty, so how can she lick it like that
In terms of sexual matters, my mother has always been reserved, which is reflected in her sexual love with her father.
My father wanted my mother to have sex in an abnormal position many times, but she pushed her back, especially the way she inserted it from the back position, which was unacceptable.
My mother said that it was like a dog I saw on the roadside having sex in the street.
But she gave it to me, her unworthy son
Because of maternal love, I believe that my mother promised me, it is definitely not just because of love
What a wonderful moment, what a wonderful vagina!
The sound of humming between my mother's throat is like the sound of the sunshine in summer... Every cry is filled with flying light
My tongue wandered in every corner, like a baby sucking his mother's milk, rushing to suck the last drop
All the mature fragrance of my mother is richly spreading and emitting in this small world. It smells like the natural breath of autumn body. It is healthy and full, showing endless vitality, and it also contains a unique lewdness of the woman who is having sex.
Mom, come, come up
I whispered in her ear, my tongue stuck into her ears and stirred for a while
My mother's body was as soft as cotton, wriggling and trembling. Her slender hands patted me weakly and said angrily: You little villain, my mother has no strength at all...
The dizzy light covered her fair body, and it was strangely bright and beautiful. The sweat beads that were oozing out should be the yellow of late-ripening Golden Queen corn pellets. It was soaked in the pure gold color of the sun, carrying the night and day, life and death, and the boundless gentleness and harshness of desire.
My father mumbled, as if he had swallowed a mouthful of phlegm into his throat, turned over and fell asleep again
He was chewing in his mouth, as if he was still chewing the fruits of the Dutch team's victory in his sleep
My mother was so scared that she lay on me, motionless, her vagina was lying on my strength, and I felt her pulse ringing brightly in the extreme tranquility...
I'm so scared... Qiao'er, turn off the lights...
My mother's pubic hair is soaked on my lower abdomen, her skin is squirming, connecting with my flesh and blood
The Creator is so magical and great, creating a unique physiological structure between men and women, one protruding and one depression, a natural perfect match
This is a grand and magnificent temple, which makes people awe in its huge figure
And how can we resist it?
The ceiling fan was clattering above the head, blowing the lights and shaking, the mother and son were drunk together in the small dome
The mother in love is amazing, with endless charm
I'm intoxicated, but not completely drunk
My mother's tiny waist is like a rippling swing, galloping across my green cliff. The beautiful vagina is about to burst out, like the pity of pear blossoms in the dusk, and also bringing Li Yian's green, fat, red and thin, clear and lonely
My mother's eyes gradually became blurred, and the light that flashed by chance was the eyes of dreams, gentle and quiet... What the place where the vaginal corpse intercourse was a secret word mixed with breeze and water.
I was pulled, shocked, floating and sinking in this dark desire, and venting its firmness and beauty with all my heart
Occasionally someone walks past the window, and the sound of footsteps comes from the bright stone road, spreading on this summer night, and then blending into our rhythm.
My mother was not afraid at all, and leisurely circulated her softness in the room. I smelled the smell of semen, sour and spicy and fishy
She was just moving, pounding her favorite son, spinning her spin, as if she wanted to blend with me
My father's snoring came from the other end of the sofa, unable to cover up the music of our sex
My mother gradually let go of her courage, her frequency increased, her breathing was rapid and trembling, and the tiny beads of sweat on her forehead rolled down, dripping on my chest, blending with my sweat
Suddenly, she screamed softly, her breathing intermittently, and the incoherent murmur came from her lips, like a sound wave like a wonderful joy, especially in her tight vagina, which was flooded with a sudden storm on my spiritual house.
She twitched and moaned, leaned down, and her broken teeth bit my shoulders lightly, as if she was about to ejaculate the long-standing pain and vulgarity that had been unpredictable.
You bad boy!
My mother bit me coquettishly, so bad...
I turned over and smiled gloomyly, Mom, I haven't had enough yet...
No, mom can't...
The rich green grass on my mother's vagina is mixed with white droplets
That night, my mother fell to the ground and struggled in my fierce attack, and red white flowers bloomed from time to time.
Flowers fade and bloom, light purple and tender red, cold fragrance at summer night
Actually, we have forgotten when it started
Whenever my father goes out, my first pleasure is getting married
Feng Chen Yu Xi, there is no need to say it to each other, and my mother will silently return to her room, sit on the bed, and look at me shyly and timidly
Whenever I get drunk, I feel my heart beating rapidly, and the ethical Leifeng Tower falls down, because its fall can bury my little guilt towards my father!
When my father woke up, it was almost noon. He wiped off the booze from the corners of his eyes, put on his glasses, looked at his mother who was busy in the kitchen, and laughed at himself. Look at my alcohol tolerance, I have been sleeping for so long
What I remember most was the trace of white hair on my father's head. My eyelids were shaking, and I felt a strong guilt. I hurriedly looked back at the "Pride and Prejudice" that I had not finished last night. My mother was still fiddling with lunch slowly and said lightly, "At noon, I stewed some chicken and cooked your favorite hooves. You father and son eat more
But the slightest part is full of graceful charm
My father was weak and had been eating and drinking outside for many years. After years of accumulation, he suffered from gastrointestinal intestines and suffered from chronic hepatitis.
Fortunately, my grandfather is a Chinese medicine doctor, and he pays attention to the ruler, minister, and assistant. He prescribes a secret recipe for his mother to use as a way to nourish him.
It's true that after a few years, my face has stopped being yellow and uneven, and my appetite has improved a lot.
I heard from my grandfather that my father was caused by liver depression and spleen deficiency and dampness and heat accumulation. I have seen this prescription. It contains more than a dozen Chinese medicines such as Bupleurum, Tulip, Poria, Angelica, Cheqi, Huangbo, and Red Peony. I think my grandfather’s wonderful hands will rejuvenate and assisted by home-brewed medicinal wine. My father has been very fierce recently and often comes with my mother while I am sleeping.
The most important thing is that my father was later transferred back to the office to serve as the executive deputy director. His salary increased and his life became regular. In addition, he usually does administrative work, no longer as the previous wind and sunlight. His body, which was less than 100 kilograms, gained 10 kilograms in less than a year.
During these days, it was me who was uncomfortable, it was me who was angry, and it was me who was depressed, because my mother seemed to deliberately keep a distance from me, and her attitude began to change greatly and she became serious.
I know my mother's inner struggles and contradictions. She seems to want to return to the past and be my mother
But, things have developed to this point, is she still a real mother?
And she is indeed my mother
When I entered her firmly, Yuehui reflected her with extraordinary beauty. My hands were squirming inside her green satin coat, and her breasts were covered with my pinching marks, very deep, very deep
My mother was hesitant first, then shy, and tears seemed to shed in her eyes. Qiaoer, Qiaoer... Am I still your mother?
Mom, of course you are!
I continued to advance, the dirt road staggered
My mother's face turned red and white, with sexual excitement, but I really don't look like a mother
Shame and fear are obviously beginning to declare war in this worldly ethical soul again
I want to comfort her, didn’t you say that? You will always be my favorite mother!
While thrusting, I sipped the pair of jade rabbits on her chest, which was still so green and lush, making people linger.
No... Every time your dad comes up, I feel uncomfortable. You, you don't understand your mother's suffering at all.
My mother's voice was very low, as if she was about to vomit, but she was unable to push her back: Every time you always care about yourself...
At this moment, we are on a secluded street near the Temple of Fire
The moon is still falling, like a ball of goose eggs, surrounded by delicate clouds and silks.
Walking slowly, shining coldly at us who have become one
If it weren't for the parent-teacher meeting, I wouldn't have caught this opportunity
My mother leaned against an old tree trunk, with one leg on my waist, swaying a kind of emotional tension, feeling her struggle scattered from the sagging
You are always like this, I have no shame to meet people...bad people...
She finally cried, and every note she spit out from her mouth trembled with sadness.
Don't cry, mom
I held her tears, and a thin smear of rouge on my face. I understood that it was caused by the beating of my youth. The dense impact had a dark moral meaning and a deeper love.
My mother gradually became in love, and she stretched out a thin and tender finger in my mouth
What I saw in my tired eyes, her beautiful posture and her beautiful bones gently swaying her grandeur
Only now can I realize the drunkenness of the round feet, the love of the round feet, the decadent relaxation of the round feet
How can I resist my little bit of plunder? Her soft heart has been picked by me
I rushed around her secret stream, sometimes bombarded heavily, sometimes lightly and slowly shot. From the eyes she looked at at this moment, I returned to the swaying style and the turbulent style of the past.
When I injected, I felt so happy, although I could see that there was a faint sadness and helplessness in my mother's eyes.
When I got home, my father was writing a paper in the study
Have some late supper
My mother said gently, and brought a bowl of dried tofu shredded tofu. This was what we bought on our way back.
My father put the paper in the drawer and turned around and asked me, "How is the parent-teacher meeting?" I will take the exam in another hundred days. What are your plans?"
Yes, this time, Qiaoer's base test score was the first in the year and he also agreed to take the exam to your alma mater.
The mother rushed to say, with a satisfied smile on her face
This is my compromise tonight. My mother's autumn waves are frequent, and the girl's playfulness and compliment remain in the corner of her mouth.
I really don’t know what you and Peixiong think. If your child wants to go to Beijing, let him go. He has to stay in this province and go outside to take a look. It’s good to exercise.
Father shook his head, disagreed
I listened with interest to my mother talking to my father in dialect, and was so romantic. Especially the pearls and jade spit out when I was in love, it was aphrodisiac that never expired.
We are just one child, and we don’t want him to be successful, just be safe
My mother has always been low-key, not thinking that I have any great ambitions, I just want me to be safe and sound in front of her. This is also a deep maternal love. In fact, the greatest comfort in life is that?
I was a little moved and looked at her affectionately
As my mother said, she reached out and snatched the cigarette from her father's hand, and dropped the cigarette butt. She told you not to smoke too much, and she would never listen.
My father shook his head helplessly, lowered his head and ate with great interest: I still want to eat roasted trotters
Although it was just a video broadcast, the father was obsessed with watching his Dutch idol football genius Van Basten in an epic revenge. This game was the Three Musketeers against the West German tanks and compete for the European Cup finals.
Unfortunately, I am not a football fan. If I want to say anything, I will just watch the Italian League One by chance. I will watch it with my father.
My mother cleaned up the mess after the dinner, and I was eyeing my mother's graceful figure, especially the delicate curves between my thighs, which made it difficult for me to control myself after drinking some wine.
I frequently signaled to my mother, but my mother buried her head in packing up the leftovers on the table, obviously deliberately neglecting me. For the sake of the meal, I didn't want to go to the university where my uncle once attended and taught.
I looked at my mother silently and sighed deeply in my heart. After all, my uncle was her first man and a love that she could not unravel in her life.
I was surprised by the psychological changes I had over the years, from the initial jealousy to the current deep understanding, it was only less than two years.
I seemed to have forgotten the scene of my mother having a gentle love under my uncle. That scene was always strangely entangled with an impressionist painting I had seen in my dreams. The twinkling light and shadows, the interweaving colors of emerald green and golden, and the fermented smell floating in the air.
So the snake curled up in his heart woke up, and the blue smoke came out, rustling
Don't be annoying... take your hand away
Behind the hollowed-out flower curtain, my mother pushed me angrily, and her beautiful face was blooming. The red color overshadowed the dull light, overshadowed the dull hesitation, and overshadowed the pain of my father's twilight in my heart.
The fire lit up, lit up
Sorry, mom, can I listen to you, okay?
My hands flew past the green fields, the green mountains were faint, Mom, you smell so good! You are my Qinling Mountains and my clear rivers, I want to travel through mountains and rivers...
Bah...I hate it!
My mother's body is soft, exhaled like orchid, and the fragrance is clear
Her beautiful eyes were slanted and she was giggling. Be careful, your dad is here
Mom, you are so white!
I stroked the fair skin on my mother's neck, which was as smooth as fat, and the endless romantic flow between my fingers. My excitement trembled uncontrollably.
Desire floats in the air, changing in various forms, sometimes like a silver snake, sometimes like a sharp sword, accompanied by the sound of the storm, hitting my heart in the morning clouds and evening rain
Flame in the palm of your hand
It is because my lover burns freely in my palms, joy and pain, and under the pressure of fate, we are carrying the crushing of the world's giant ship
This is a face that is so familiar that I can't be more familiar with. I have never ignored it. I have known each other in my womb.
Destined, her and I, suffering or happiness, maybe not, maybe even if we struggle, it is meaningless, or even if we fight to the end, we can't get recognition from the world. Dreams will be nothing.
But we don’t have to promise anything, so once we reach this point, we are always silent, just dedicating and exchanging each other, which is enough
Because of my mother, I became another person
Reality, illusion flows in space from time to time, from time to time, I have changed and become real. It is a kind of instant growth, a sublimation of the spirit, not a natural maturity of the body.
Every day after class, I hurried home, either cooking or wiping the floor, which can help my mother more, but more for her lotus charm and meticulousness when making love.
Others think that I am about to take the college entrance examination and I am so nervous that I even give up my beloved basketball.
Even my dull father praised me for taking the overall situation into consideration and said that this is good. When the college entrance examination is over, I will have too much time to play. I don’t have to hurry up.
Don't be here, what if your dad comes in later...
My mother bit my ears lightly and broke away from my entanglement
She took two bottles of beer from the closet and put them in my hand. Go, take it for your dad to drink
I seemed to see the sly slightest in my mother's eyes, and smiled knowingly
My father had a very shallow drink, and after three cups, he was spinning
How is it? What's the score? The Dutch team should win, right?
I put the beer on the table and opened it
Of course, two to one, Lao Fan scored a goal today, my dad was happy, and he was the big white guy.
My father Yixing flew and held my hand to drink with me
Sure enough, in less than ten minutes, my father's words changed from bold words to whispers, his gestures gradually slowed down, and finally fell to the sofa. After a while, he snored slightly
Little bad guy, you got your dad drunk
My mother blew like an orchid, and her waist sounded behind her, beautiful and elegant. I couldn't help but want to hear her moaning in a low voice.
My hand pulled, and my mother fell into my arms with a sound.
The faint softness makes people feel excited, just want to do something ridiculous and outrageous
Blame this silent and sultry sky, blaze the freshness of the body in front of you, red and white, like a cloud of desire
The mother pointed to her sleeping father slightly, frowned, and looked like a smile on her face
My mind blew, and a low roar came from my throat. I knew that this was my body and my muscles were strong and my erect and my yang was full of energy.
Under the shaking light of the incandescent lamp, I fell into myths and dizziness
My mother's light yellow, ochre red, and the thick chestnuts, the round and mature hangs there, fertile and fertile
I am grateful and sip this full and crispy portion from top to bottom
Is it salty?
My mother clamped my head and moaned melodiously
Um
My nose hummed, the vagina after being moved is strong and fragrant, making people sweet. It is suitable to taste it in small mouths, and should not drink it with a whale.
The procedure should only be simple, not complicated, just suck this transcendental charm with your nose. The sip in this moment is like chewing olives, which has a very charming sound like a cicada. The sound of a tree of cicadas is slanted, and the feathered guest is drunk in the flowing clouds.
My mother refused to have a blowjob with me
She has always been a very obscene move, her genitals are dirty, so how can she lick it like that
In terms of sexual matters, my mother has always been reserved, which is reflected in her sexual love with her father.
My father wanted my mother to have sex in an abnormal position many times, but she pushed her back, especially the way she inserted it from the back position, which was unacceptable.
My mother said that it was like a dog I saw on the roadside having sex in the street.
But she gave it to me, her unworthy son
Because of maternal love, I believe that my mother promised me, it is definitely not just because of love
What a wonderful moment, what a wonderful vagina!
The sound of humming between my mother's throat is like the sound of the sunshine in summer... Every cry is filled with flying light
My tongue wandered in every corner, like a baby sucking his mother's milk, rushing to suck the last drop
All the mature fragrance of my mother is richly spreading and emitting in this small world. It smells like the natural breath of autumn body. It is healthy and full, showing endless vitality, and it also contains a unique lewdness of the woman who is having sex.
Mom, come, come up
I whispered in her ear, my tongue stuck into her ears and stirred for a while
My mother's body was as soft as cotton, wriggling and trembling. Her slender hands patted me weakly and said angrily: You little villain, my mother has no strength at all...
The dizzy light covered her fair body, and it was strangely bright and beautiful. The sweat beads that were oozing out should be the yellow of late-ripening Golden Queen corn pellets. It was soaked in the pure gold color of the sun, carrying the night and day, life and death, and the boundless gentleness and harshness of desire.
My father mumbled, as if he had swallowed a mouthful of phlegm into his throat, turned over and fell asleep again
He was chewing in his mouth, as if he was still chewing the fruits of the Dutch team's victory in his sleep
My mother was so scared that she lay on me, motionless, her vagina was lying on my strength, and I felt her pulse ringing brightly in the extreme tranquility...
I'm so scared... Qiao'er, turn off the lights...
My mother's pubic hair is soaked on my lower abdomen, her skin is squirming, connecting with my flesh and blood
The Creator is so magical and great, creating a unique physiological structure between men and women, one protruding and one depression, a natural perfect match
This is a grand and magnificent temple, which makes people awe in its huge figure
And how can we resist it?
The ceiling fan was clattering above the head, blowing the lights and shaking, the mother and son were drunk together in the small dome
The mother in love is amazing, with endless charm
I'm intoxicated, but not completely drunk
My mother's tiny waist is like a rippling swing, galloping across my green cliff. The beautiful vagina is about to burst out, like the pity of pear blossoms in the dusk, and also bringing Li Yian's green, fat, red and thin, clear and lonely
My mother's eyes gradually became blurred, and the light that flashed by chance was the eyes of dreams, gentle and quiet... What the place where the vaginal corpse intercourse was a secret word mixed with breeze and water.
I was pulled, shocked, floating and sinking in this dark desire, and venting its firmness and beauty with all my heart
Occasionally someone walks past the window, and the sound of footsteps comes from the bright stone road, spreading on this summer night, and then blending into our rhythm.
My mother was not afraid at all, and leisurely circulated her softness in the room. I smelled the smell of semen, sour and spicy and fishy
She was just moving, pounding her favorite son, spinning her spin, as if she wanted to blend with me
My father's snoring came from the other end of the sofa, unable to cover up the music of our sex
My mother gradually let go of her courage, her frequency increased, her breathing was rapid and trembling, and the tiny beads of sweat on her forehead rolled down, dripping on my chest, blending with my sweat
Suddenly, she screamed softly, her breathing intermittently, and the incoherent murmur came from her lips, like a sound wave like a wonderful joy, especially in her tight vagina, which was flooded with a sudden storm on my spiritual house.
She twitched and moaned, leaned down, and her broken teeth bit my shoulders lightly, as if she was about to ejaculate the long-standing pain and vulgarity that had been unpredictable.
You bad boy!
My mother bit me coquettishly, so bad...
I turned over and smiled gloomyly, Mom, I haven't had enough yet...
No, mom can't...
The rich green grass on my mother's vagina is mixed with white droplets
That night, my mother fell to the ground and struggled in my fierce attack, and red white flowers bloomed from time to time.
Flowers fade and bloom, light purple and tender red, cold fragrance at summer night
Actually, we have forgotten when it started
Whenever my father goes out, my first pleasure is getting married
Feng Chen Yu Xi, there is no need to say it to each other, and my mother will silently return to her room, sit on the bed, and look at me shyly and timidly
Whenever I get drunk, I feel my heart beating rapidly, and the ethical Leifeng Tower falls down, because its fall can bury my little guilt towards my father!
When my father woke up, it was almost noon. He wiped off the booze from the corners of his eyes, put on his glasses, looked at his mother who was busy in the kitchen, and laughed at himself. Look at my alcohol tolerance, I have been sleeping for so long
What I remember most was the trace of white hair on my father's head. My eyelids were shaking, and I felt a strong guilt. I hurriedly looked back at the "Pride and Prejudice" that I had not finished last night. My mother was still fiddling with lunch slowly and said lightly, "At noon, I stewed some chicken and cooked your favorite hooves. You father and son eat more
But the slightest part is full of graceful charm
My father was weak and had been eating and drinking outside for many years. After years of accumulation, he suffered from gastrointestinal intestines and suffered from chronic hepatitis.
Fortunately, my grandfather is a Chinese medicine doctor, and he pays attention to the ruler, minister, and assistant. He prescribes a secret recipe for his mother to use as a way to nourish him.
It's true that after a few years, my face has stopped being yellow and uneven, and my appetite has improved a lot.
I heard from my grandfather that my father was caused by liver depression and spleen deficiency and dampness and heat accumulation. I have seen this prescription. It contains more than a dozen Chinese medicines such as Bupleurum, Tulip, Poria, Angelica, Cheqi, Huangbo, and Red Peony. I think my grandfather’s wonderful hands will rejuvenate and assisted by home-brewed medicinal wine. My father has been very fierce recently and often comes with my mother while I am sleeping.
The most important thing is that my father was later transferred back to the office to serve as the executive deputy director. His salary increased and his life became regular. In addition, he usually does administrative work, no longer as the previous wind and sunlight. His body, which was less than 100 kilograms, gained 10 kilograms in less than a year.
During these days, it was me who was uncomfortable, it was me who was angry, and it was me who was depressed, because my mother seemed to deliberately keep a distance from me, and her attitude began to change greatly and she became serious.
I know my mother's inner struggles and contradictions. She seems to want to return to the past and be my mother
But, things have developed to this point, is she still a real mother?
And she is indeed my mother
When I entered her firmly, Yuehui reflected her with extraordinary beauty. My hands were squirming inside her green satin coat, and her breasts were covered with my pinching marks, very deep, very deep
My mother was hesitant first, then shy, and tears seemed to shed in her eyes. Qiaoer, Qiaoer... Am I still your mother?
Mom, of course you are!
I continued to advance, the dirt road staggered
My mother's face turned red and white, with sexual excitement, but I really don't look like a mother
Shame and fear are obviously beginning to declare war in this worldly ethical soul again
I want to comfort her, didn’t you say that? You will always be my favorite mother!
While thrusting, I sipped the pair of jade rabbits on her chest, which was still so green and lush, making people linger.
No... Every time your dad comes up, I feel uncomfortable. You, you don't understand your mother's suffering at all.
My mother's voice was very low, as if she was about to vomit, but she was unable to push her back: Every time you always care about yourself...
At this moment, we are on a secluded street near the Temple of Fire
The moon is still falling, like a ball of goose eggs, surrounded by delicate clouds and silks.
Walking slowly, shining coldly at us who have become one
If it weren't for the parent-teacher meeting, I wouldn't have caught this opportunity
My mother leaned against an old tree trunk, with one leg on my waist, swaying a kind of emotional tension, feeling her struggle scattered from the sagging
You are always like this, I have no shame to meet people...bad people...
She finally cried, and every note she spit out from her mouth trembled with sadness.
Don't cry, mom
I held her tears, and a thin smear of rouge on my face. I understood that it was caused by the beating of my youth. The dense impact had a dark moral meaning and a deeper love.
My mother gradually became in love, and she stretched out a thin and tender finger in my mouth
What I saw in my tired eyes, her beautiful posture and her beautiful bones gently swaying her grandeur
Only now can I realize the drunkenness of the round feet, the love of the round feet, the decadent relaxation of the round feet
How can I resist my little bit of plunder? Her soft heart has been picked by me
I rushed around her secret stream, sometimes bombarded heavily, sometimes lightly and slowly shot. From the eyes she looked at at this moment, I returned to the swaying style and the turbulent style of the past.
When I injected, I felt so happy, although I could see that there was a faint sadness and helplessness in my mother's eyes.
When I got home, my father was writing a paper in the study
Have some late supper
My mother said gently, and brought a bowl of dried tofu shredded tofu. This was what we bought on our way back.
My father put the paper in the drawer and turned around and asked me, "How is the parent-teacher meeting?" I will take the exam in another hundred days. What are your plans?"
Yes, this time, Qiaoer's base test score was the first in the year and he also agreed to take the exam to your alma mater.
The mother rushed to say, with a satisfied smile on her face
This is my compromise tonight. My mother's autumn waves are frequent, and the girl's playfulness and compliment remain in the corner of her mouth.
I really don’t know what you and Peixiong think. If your child wants to go to Beijing, let him go. He has to stay in this province and go outside to take a look. It’s good to exercise.
Father shook his head, disagreed
I listened with interest to my mother talking to my father in dialect, and was so romantic. Especially the pearls and jade spit out when I was in love, it was aphrodisiac that never expired.
We are just one child, and we don’t want him to be successful, just be safe
My mother has always been low-key, not thinking that I have any great ambitions, I just want me to be safe and sound in front of her. This is also a deep maternal love. In fact, the greatest comfort in life is that?
I was a little moved and looked at her affectionately
As my mother said, she reached out and snatched the cigarette from her father's hand, and dropped the cigarette butt. She told you not to smoke too much, and she would never listen.
My father shook his head helplessly, lowered his head and ate with great interest: I still want to eat roasted trotters
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