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Hello everyone, my name is Li Feng, I'm 19 years old this year, of medium build, about 1.75 meters tall
, with fair skin and a pretty face—the
kind of person everyone likes.

I'm studying at a pretty good university in this city, a second-tier university, and I just started school this September.

My father, Li Guocheng, is 43 years old this year, and only 1.80 meters tall. He's tall, but his appearance
is average. He's a soldier, so he's very strong. He also always likes to scold me, but he's still
the person I respect the most. He rose from a private to the current commander of a military region. My father's enlistment was arranged by my grandfather, Li Zhenhua, who
used to be a high-ranking military official. Although he's retired, his authority remains. My grandfather has two sons: my father is the eldest son who joined the
military, my second uncle, Li Guoxun, is in politics, and my third uncle, Li Guoye, is in business.

My mother's name is Chen Qingyan, and she's only 41 years old this year. My mother studied Business Administration in college and
worked at my maternal grandfather's company after graduation. My maternal grandfather, Chen Tianxiong, and my paternal grandfather were good friends. Later,
through introductions and matchmaking from both families, my mother met my father, and the two soon began dating. I captured my mother's heart, and shortly after our
marriage , we had our child, who is now me.

Although my mother is 41, perhaps due to good maintenance, or perhaps what people now call reverse aging,
coupled with her natural beauty, the relentless marks of time have left no trace on her face, making
it difficult for outsiders to discern her true age from her delicate features. Even when we go
shopping , the saleswomen sometimes mistake us for siblings. My mother is 1.65 meters tall and weighs
about 50 kilograms. She likes to wear flesh-colored pantyhose and white high heels. When she wears high-heeled boots, she easily surpasses 1.70 meters.
My

mother is not only slender but also stunningly beautiful. Her thick eyebrows arched slightly in a rebellious manner,
as if always carrying a smile, curved like the bright crescent moon in the night sky. Beneath her long, slightly curled eyelashes
were a pair of large, clear eyes, like morning dew, brimming with tenderness, without a single crow's foot.

Below her straight nose, her lips, as pink as rose petals, sometimes exuded a captivating fragrance, and her
fair skin, despite decades of trials and tribulations, remained as white and smooth as jade, supple and
elastic .

My strongest impression of my mother is that she loves wearing skirts, and she absolutely adores them. In her younger years, when
she was the president of my father's company, she didn't often wear skirts to work, but for social occasions, she was always in one. I
can't even remember what kind of pants she owned.

It's been over a month since we started school. Today is mid-month, and the midday heat
is still approaching 30 degrees Celsius. Walking under the sun feels like being roasted alive. My roommates and I
rushed to the cafeteria under the blazing sun. After lunch, I felt sleepy and went back to the dorm to sleep.
Around 2 PM, my roommate Wang Fei came to my bedside, tugged at my arm, and woke me up, asking
me to go to class with him. I was still half asleep and mumbled to Wang Fei, "My head hurts,
I'm not feeling well, I won't go this afternoon."

Then I heard Wang Fei mutter something with a laugh, but I couldn't quite make it out. Shortly after, I
heard the dorm door slam shut, and then the room went quiet again. I knew my roommates had all left.
Then I went back to sleep.

After I finally woke up and was sound asleep, I opened my eyes and checked the time. Damn, it was almost 4 PM! Half of
my afternoon classes were already over. If I went over now, the substitute teacher would definitely scold me.
So, I got out of bed, turned on my computer, and while it was booting up, I went out to pee.
When I came back, the computer was already up and running. The desktop wallpaper was a high-definition close-up of my goddess—Matsushima Kaede—
bathing in water with her breasts partially exposed.

Speaking of this goddess, I remember when I first encountered her videos, I was so obsessed that I would fantasize about masturbating to her naked body
every few days . (Speaking of masturbation, I regret it a bit.
I really shouldn't have learned to masturbate from my classmate Liu Bo so early during the summer vacation of my junior year of high school. It led to
a slight obsession, and I felt the urge to release every few days.

) I turned off my computer and prepared to go out. I left the dormitory. I went downstairs and hailed a
taxi . The car stopped right in front of me, and I opened the door and got in.

"Hey buddy, where to?" the driver asked me. I told him my location, and the car drove for about 1 kilometer...
A few minutes later, I arrived at a bar. It wasn't very big; it looked quite small.

I went inside, found an empty seat, and sat down. The waiter brought me a menu and asked what I wanted to order.
I glanced at the menu and ordered six bottles of Budweiser and some snacks.

About an hour later, I checked my watch. I decided not to go back to school; I'd go home that night and go
back .

When I got home, I unlocked the door and found only Aunt Zhao sitting on the sofa in the living room watching
TV . Aunt Zhao is our housekeeper, about 45 years old. She's very hardworking and
has a great relationship with our family.

"Young Master Li, you're back today!" Aunt Zhao stood up and smiled at me.

"Yes, Aunt Zhao. Where's my mother?" I asked.

"Chen might be back a little later. She called this evening to tell me she has a dinner party with business partners and
won't be home for dinner."

"Oh, I see."

"I didn't know you were coming back. If I had, I would have prepared dinner for you this morning."

"It's okay, Aunt Zhao, I'm not very hungry. Just make me a bowl of noodles."

"Okay, go and rest for a bit. I'll call you when it's ready."

"Oh, and don't rush it. I need to take a shower first."

"Okay."

Then, I went upstairs to my bedroom, changed into a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, and felt a little tired, so I lay in
bed for about ten minutes before getting up to take a shower. I filled the bathtub with warm water
and jumped in—it felt so good! After soaking for a while, Aunt Zhao knocked on the bathroom door and told me the noodles
were ready. I told her I'd be right out.

After drying myself with a towel and getting dressed, I went out and saw Aunt Chen had already prepared a fragrant bowl of noodles...
The noodles were placed on the table, along with a fried egg and a few slices of beef. My appetite was immediately whetted, and after sitting down,
I wolfed down the food. Later, while Aunt Zhao was clearing the dishes, I heard someone
open the front door. I looked over, and the door opened—it was my mother.

She was wearing a white blouse and an office lady skirt, which
perfectly accentuated her S-shaped curves. The skirt barely covered her thighs, revealing her beautiful, long
legs flesh-colored stockings that shimmered alluringly under the light, appearing so delicate
and smooth. Even just looking at them, you could feel the smoothness and softness of her legs. She wore white
high heels . Her long, half-permed hair was styled in an updo, adorned with a blue hairpin. I noticed her face
was flushed, and she seemed a little tipsy.

"Mom, you're back."

"Oh, Xiaofeng, it's not Saturday yet, why did you come back today?"

"I missed you. I don't have class until after 10 a.m. tomorrow, so I came back to see you
tonight why are you so late?"

"I had a business dinner tonight. If I had known my son was coming back today, I would have canceled it."

"Mom, you were drinking outside?"

"Yes, I had a little bit at the dinner."

"How could you drive back alone after drinking? That's dangerous."

"No, a friend just brought me back."

"Oh."

I ran over and took my mother's arm. Instantly, the fragrance of my mother's body and the faint scent of perfume
wafted into my nose, making me feel somewhat intoxicated.

"It's okay, son, I only had two small glasses. It's not like I need to be helped to walk."

"It's okay, Mom, it's my duty."

"Hehe, Xiaofeng has really grown up."

I helped my mother sit down on the sofa. At this moment, Aunt Zhao brought my mother a cup of hot tea and placed it on the coffee table
.

Then Mom asked me how school was going, if I had any difficulties with my studies—just the usual
motherly concern for her son. After chatting for about half an hour, I asked Mom again, "Mom,
were you busy at work today?"

"Ugh, I'm exhausted. I had a business deal to discuss today, I was busy all day."

"Okay, son, Mom is really tired today. I'm going to take a shower and then go to my room
to rest . You should rest early too."

"Okay, Mom, I'm going to my room now."

After saying goodbye to Mom, I went upstairs, opened my bedroom door, and went into my room. I went back to bed
and went to sleep .

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