My name is Xiao Xiang. I am 15 years old this year. I like reading and playing football. I welcome everyone to be friends with me. My father is the company manager. Although I am very busy with work and often don’t go home, I know that his efforts are all for our family. I am very grateful to him for his mother taking care of me on weekdays. My mother is very beautiful. Others praise her as a great beauty. In addition to taking care of my life, she also likes to play with me...The pen in my hand suddenly stopped, not only because I didn't know how to write, but also because my eyes couldn't help but glance at the table opposite. My mother was sitting at the table, wearing a thin and tight short skirt and a sleeveless shirt soaked with faint sweat, her black hair was casually dispersed, and her naked feet were swaying playfully. Maybe she noticed the thief of my son. My mother smirked gently, and the swaying range of her legs seemed to increase. The mysterious area inside the skirt was faintly visible. I looked a little dull. A drop of saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth and suddenly woke up. She quickly blushed and lowered her head, pretending to do her homework, but after a while, her eyes unconsciously glanced at the opposite side. This glance, her eyes were suddenly pulled deeply.