【Mind-Blowing Series: Mosquito Man】(17)

Mosquito Man

Author: wiltgod (Wai Gao)
First published on sis001 on 2015/9/13
Words: 10508

(Seventeen)

Saturday finally arrived.

Early morning, in an apartment.

"Hmm..."

On the large double bed, a beautiful woman was sleeping soundly when suddenly, for some unknown reason,
her brows furrowed slightly, and a faint groan escaped her throat. She lazily turned over, rubbed her sleepy
eyes, and looked up at the clock on the wall—it was just 5 a.m., the perfect
time to catch up on beauty sleep. The beautiful woman, annoyed at being woken up, reached under the covers and twisted them. The originally fluffy covers
moved almost imperceptibly, revealing a small outline—it seemed that besides this beautiful mature woman,
there was .

"Are you kidding me? Waking me up so early!"

At that moment, a small head poked out from under the covers, grinning at the beautiful woman,

"Mommy, I can't sleep anymore, let's do it again!"

"Come on, my foot! All you do is torment your mother, weren't you wild enough last night?"

"Not enough, never enough!"

"Sigh... I'm really scared of you... Oh! Be gentle!"

...

The one making love in bed was clearly a mother and son. While there are many promiscuous mothers and sons in the world,
besides Xiaoming, there's probably no one else with such a unique way of waking her up. Ever since he and his mother broke
the ice, Xiaoming has used this method to wake her up every day—of course, Xiaoming usually
wakes half an hour in the morning, and after waking her, naturally, it's a beneficial 'morning exercise'!

"Xiaoming, stop fooling around, okay? We have important business to attend to later!"

Hearing this, Xiaoming, who was about to get down to business, reluctantly stopped and said with his head down,

"Okay then... but you have to let me give you an injection!"

"Nonsense! We're going to Teacher Liang's husband's funeral today. Can we do that kind of thing?"

Xiaoming crossed his arms and sullenly thought to himself, "Wait until we get to the funeral, then I'll give you
a good injection! You won't be able to run away, hmph!"

Soon, the two finished washing up and getting dressed. Since June, the weather has been getting warmer, and
girls wearing hot pants and short skirts with bare legs can be seen everywhere on the streets. Xiaoming has also changed into his
summer school uniform with short sleeves and shorts. However, for the solemnity of the funeral, Yan Jie still dressed Xiaoming in a black long-sleeved
shirt and pants, while she wore a black dress with a black jacket, dignified yet
elegant.

When Yan Jie received Teacher Liang's invitation, she didn't think too much about it—she was Xiao Ming's homeroom teacher
and had always taken good care of him. Given the family tragedy, it was only right and
proper for her to attend and offer condolences. Therefore, she immediately agreed.

However, when she learned that only a handful of people were attending Zhao Jun's funeral, and that only she and Xiao Ming were invited as students and parents
, Yan Jie began to have doubts. Teacher Liang's actions clearly
placed her and Xiao Ming on the same level of importance as her own family. Was this excessive favor?

Yan Jie looked at Xiao Ming beside her—he still seemed so carefree. Yan Jie sighed,
thinking to herself: It's better to be a child; you can think of nothing, ask nothing, and just believe whatever adults say…
Sigh, how I wish I were like that too!

On the way to Teacher Liang's house, Yan Jie was a little restless and almost missed the intersection several times.
Fortunately Xiao Ming reminded her, and she arrived at Teacher Liang's house smoothly. When she got out of the car, Yan Jie wiped
the sweat from her forehead and said to Xiao Ming,

"Thank goodness you have a good memory, otherwise we would have been late."

"It's not that I have a good memory, it's that Mom has a bad memory! I clearly came here last time!"

Thinking of the time she and Xiao Ming had a secret tryst under the dinner table in front of so many people (see Chapter 13), Yan
Jie couldn't help but blush. She gave Xiao Ming a charmingly glaring look and said coquettishly,

"I know! You have a good memory!"

When they arrived at Teacher Liang's house, Teacher Liang, Zhao Qian, and Teacher Dai had been waiting for a long time. Yan Jie
exchanged pleasantries with everyone present for a while, and then everyone drove to the location of the funeral hall.

The funeral hall was set up in a very remote place in the northern suburbs. Yan Jie drove around and around for more than an
hour before finally arriving at the place. The mourning hall wasn't large, and Zhao Jun's body lay alone in the center
—his lower body was a mangled mess, but it had been repaired using
a mannequin , making it almost indistinguishable from the outside—at least Yan Jie couldn't tell.

Since there was no appointed emcee, the memorial service wasn't strictly regulated. Yan Jie and
Xiao Ming, having arrived early, went first. Teacher Liang and Zhao Qian, moved by the scene, wept.
Touched by abandoned his usual playful demeanor
and bowed respectfully three times. Seeing this, Yan Jie followed suit.

After some time, more people arrived to pay their respects—mostly Teacher Liang's relatives and
Zhao Jun's former comrades. Yan Jie felt somewhat awkward greeting them, so she simply introduced herself
as Teacher Liang's friend. Seeing this, the mourners assumed Yan Jie and Mr. and Mrs. Liang had known each other for a long time, and told her to
accept her loss, leaving Yan Jie both amused and exasperated.

After a short while, unable to bear the awkward atmosphere, Yan Jie pulled Xiao Ming out of the mourning hall.

The northern suburbs of Hongxi City are mountainous. Compared to the picturesque western suburbs, the bustling eastern suburbs, and the pristine southern suburbs, this area has
a more desolate feel. Therefore, most of Hongxi City's mourning halls and cemeteries are located in the northern suburbs. Because of this, even
native Hongxi residents rarely visit this place, and for Yan Jie and Xiao Ming, it
all felt unfamiliar.

The two walked down the mountain path, unknowingly going further and further. Before long, they arrived at a viewing platform halfway up the mountain
—the northern suburbs are at a higher elevation, offering a panoramic view of the entire Hongxi City. Yan Jie reached
the edge , placed her hands on the railing, and gazed into the distance, repeatedly praising the beautiful scenery before her:

"This place is so beautiful! How come I never discovered a place like this before?"

Xiaoming didn't answer her—in fact, he hadn't heard what his mother was saying at all. Right now, he was preoccupied with
figuring out where to insert the needle later! Yan Jie was lost in her own world, even closing her eyes, opening her arms, and imagining herself flying and wandering alone

in this quiet mountain forest . 　　Xiao Ming hugged his mother from behind, grabbing her full breasts with both hands and kneading them as he said, 　　"Mom, don't we look like the male and female leads in 'Titanic'?" 　　Yan Jie chuckled, tilting her head to kiss his forehead, and said, 　　"If Mom fell into the cold sea like the female lead in the movie, would you save Mom?" 　　"Of course!" 　　"Then... if Mom and Teacher Liang fell into the sea at the same time, who would you save?" 　　"Huh? This... why do you ask that?" 　　Seeing Xiao Ming's embarrassment, Yan Jie giggled and said, 　　"Mom's just teasing you! Look how scared you are!" 　　Xiao Ming's brain paused briefly—teasing...teasing me? Mom, when did you become so naughty ? Can we still play happily together in the future! 　　Yan Jie suddenly pulled Xiaoming close, whispering mysteriously in his ear, 　　"Xiaoming, Mommy has a secret to tell you, but don't tell anyone!" 　　"What secret?" 　　"Mommy thinks...that Teacher Liang...seems to have feelings for you..." 　　Her gentle breath, soft as orchids, washed over Xiaoming's ear, a tingling, pleasant sensation . But the content of her words sent a chill down Xiaoming's spine—what did his mother mean by that? Had she discovered his affair with Teacher Liang? 　　Yan Jie, oblivious to Xiaoming's panic, continued, 　　"You're still young, you might not realize it, but do you know who Teacher Liang invited to the funeral?" 　　Xiaoming shook his head, confused. 　　Yan Jie continued, 　　"Not counting Ms. Liang's late husband's side, just from her own side, besides her family and friends, it's just . Do you know what that means? It means... in Ms. Liang's heart, she already considers you as family. That's why she didn't invite other students, only you ! As for Mom, she probably invited her because of you." 　　"No... no way." 　　Xiao Ming was shocked—he didn't realize he held such a high position in Ms. Liang's heart! If his mother hadn't said anything, he would still be completely in the dark! 　　At this moment, Yan Jie paused, then said with a slightly serious tone, 　　"Xiao Ming, Teacher Liang is a few years older than your mother. In the past, your mother would never have let her get close to you again, but now, your mother suddenly understands her a little—she lost her husband, and I lost my husband —I suppose she feels as lonely as I do, right? Since your mother is now your woman, what's so surprising about other women having feelings for you?" 　　Saying this, Yan Jie suddenly smiled and shook her head, murmuring, 　　"What am I even saying… She's your homeroom teacher, how could that be…" 　　Why not! Keep going! Whether we can have a foursome depends on your word! 　　However, Yan Jie didn't fulfill Xiao Ming's wish. Instead, she took out a selfie stick and started taking selfies of the beautiful scenery below (for women who yearn for beauty, a selfie stick is an indispensable tool at home and when out ), completely ignoring Xiao Ming. 　　Driven by immense resentment, Xiaoming harbored a wicked impulse. He secretly produced a long needle and, taking advantage of his mother's back being turned to take a selfie, plunged it into her buttocks. 　　Yan Jie's body visibly trembled, and she nearly dropped the selfie stick. Gripping turned her head and glared at Xiaoming, growling, 　　"Are you itching for a beating again? Hurry up and take it off... Hey, why are you lifting my skirt!" 　　Xiaoming completely ignored his mother's fury. He grabbed the hem of her skirt and pulled the black dress up to her waist—the dress was tight-fitting, and once pulled up to the waist, it would n't be easy to pull it down to cover her buttocks, especially since Yan Jie only had one hand available (the other hand had to hold the selfie stick). 　　Because the skirt was very stretchy, perfectly hugging Yan Jie's round and pert buttocks, and to avoid showing any panty lines, she had specifically worn a black lace thong that morning. Now, without the skirt's coverage, her entire buttocks were completely exposed to the air. The cool mountain breeze swept , like an invisible hand teasing her swollen and itchy vulva, which had been tickled by Xiao Ming. 　　Yan Jie's face flushed instantly—she never expected Xiao Ming to lift her skirt so directly outdoors! Although there was no one around, this wasn't a private place; someone could pass by at any moment! Moreover, this was the funeral hall of Teacher Liang's deceased husband, and many people had greeted . What if one of them accidentally walked here… Yan Jie didn't even want to think about the consequences! 　　But Yan Jie underestimated Xiao Ming's audacity—just as she was lost in thought, she felt her underwear being pulled aside, and then a hot, hard penis was thrust between her legs, pressing against her wet, cool opening. 　　"Ah! Not here…!" 　　The arrow was already on the bowstring; how could she not release it? At this moment, any resistance was futile and pointless. Xiao Ming thrust his hips forward, inserting his penis all the way into his mother's vagina. Yan Jie let out a muffled groan, then covered her mouth tightly with her hand, forcibly suppressing the moan that was already rising in her throat. At the same time, her body twisted violently, as if trying to break free from Xiao Ming's control. 　　However, they were on the edge of a cliff; Yan Jie had nowhere to escape, overwhelmed with shame and indignation. Then, waves of damned pleasure surged from her lower body, and Yan Jie gradually became aroused, her resistance weakening considerably. 　　Xiao Ming's hands weren't idle either. He pulled the straps of the dress from both sides, revealing the black lace underneath.

Her bra was exposed, and then with a forceful tug, the clasp snapped, and the expensive bra,
like a fallen leaf, twirled and plummeted off the cliff.

"Ah, my bra! I love it so much! You spendthrift child, I'll bite you to death! Mmm..."

Yan Jie tilted her head, her full red lips meeting Xiao Ming's in a passionate kiss.

Xiao Ming sucked on his mother's smooth tongue, thrusting his hips, guiding her step by step to the peak of pleasure
...

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At this moment, down the mountain, an old man and a young man were walking along a mountain path.

Suddenly, the young child pointed to something in the grass and called out to the old man,

"Grandpa, Grandpa! Look, what's that?"

The old man looked in the direction the child was pointing, then blushed and said,

"That's a woman's dress. I don't know who left it here."

The child walked over, picked up the "dress" from the grass, and held it up to himself, asking,

"Grandpa, this dress is so strange. I've never seen it before!"

The old man snatched the "dress" from the child's hand and said,

"I told you, this is a woman's dress. Don't be silly, kid!"

The child was a little sullen, but then his eyes lit up. He pointed to another patch of grass and shouted,

"Grandpa, look! There's more over there!"

"Grandpa, what's this? There are only a few ropes. Why is it so strange?"

The old man looked at it, his face turning even redder. He said irritably,

"That's underwear! Young people these days... they're getting more and more outrageous..."

The child looked incredulous and kept pestering the old man for more information.

"You're lying! These few ropes, how could they be underwear? I'm not well-educated, don't try to fool me!"

The old man slapped the child's head and said,

"These are women's underwear! You little brat, what do you know!"

While scolding the child, the old man silently put the black lace bra and thong into his pocket
, muttering,

"They're pretty new, it's such a waste to just throw them away..."

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Back to Xiaoming's side.

After the bra unfortunately "died," Yan Jie's thong also met its end—it wasn't that she was heartbroken about the two pieces of
underwear, but the key was, without underwear, how was she going to get home? The upper body was fine, she
could just , but the lower body… did she have to go home completely naked?

At this moment, the culprit, Xiaoming, was still diligently having sex with his mother behind him. In the heat of the moment, he suddenly
let out a loud howl towards the foot of the mountain:

"Awooo—Good—! Awesome—! Ah—!"

Yan Jie pinched Xiaoming hard and growled,

"Are you crazy! Aren't you afraid someone will hear you!"

"What's there to be afraid of? When you took me hiking as a child, didn't you often hear people shouting like that on the mountain?"

"This…that's not the same!"

"What's the difference? The people down the mountain don't know what we're doing!"

Yan Jie was speechless for a moment.

"Maybe those shouts we heard before, those people were doing the same thing, hehehe!"

"Nonsense... You think everyone's as crazy as you!"

Xiaoming chuckled, then shouted down the mountain again:

"Good—! Awesome—! Ah—! Mom—Mom—! Are you—awesome—or—awesome!"

"Say it again, and Mom will get angry!"

"Mom—Mom—! You—quickly—say—it—! Are you—awesome—or—awesome!"

"Ugh, this brat... Fine, fine, I'm too lazy to deal with you!"

Seeing that his mother remained unmoved, Xiaoming used his 'secret weapon,' scratching at his mother's ribs...

Yan Jie was very ticklish, and this tickling made her giggle, her feigned anger vanishing.

"Mom—Mom—!"

"Ugh, fine... I'm scared of you!"

Actually, Yan Jie had been itching to do it, but she was just pretending to be unwilling because of her pride. Just then
, taking advantage of the opportunity, the child, imitating Xiaoming, shouted at the top of 　　his 　　lungs : 　　"Son 　　! 　　Mommy

is 　　so 　　happy 　　! 　　Ahh 　　... ********** 　　...

"I forgot my phone in my bag, I'll go get it."

Yan Jie said from the side,

"No need to trouble yourself, just use mine."

She then took out her phone and handed it to Teacher Liang.

Teacher Liang took the phone and saw that the lock screen was a photo of Yan Jie and Xiao Ming hugging each other. She smiled and said,

"You two have such a good relationship. Now I want to hug Qianqian, but she doesn't want to."

Zhao Qian chimed in coquettishly,

"I don't!"

Thinking of her son, Yan Jie's face lit up with a happy smile. She said,

"Xiao Ming is still young. He'll start to dislike his mother when he's older."

Xiao Ming said seriously,

"I will never dislike my mother!"

"Okay, okay, you two are so mushy!"

"Yeah, anyone who didn't know better would think you were a couple!"

"Hey, stop nagging. What's the lock screen password?"

"The password is 'ming'."

"Oh, I see!"

"No need to say anything, this 'ming' must be Xiao Ming's 'ming'!"

"Oh, I can't argue with you guys, I'm not saying anything!"

"Hahaha..."

As Teacher Liang pressed the fourth letter, the phone was successfully unlocked, and a "Insufficient memory"
message popped up.

"Oh, the memory's full? This won't work. Let me delete a few photos for you..."

Before the words were finished, a video popped up:

"Mom—Mom—! Are you—enjoying—it—?"

"Son—! Mom—enjoyed—it—so—enjoyed—! And you—?"

"I—enjoyed—it—too—enjoyed—!"

...

Teacher Liang, Zhao Qian, and Teacher Dai's mouths formed a large "O,"
staring at Yan Jie and Xiao Ming in disbelief. Yan Jie's face turned green. She must have accidentally recorded it
while , holding the selfie stick the whole time! What to do? What to do? Now she was
in deep trouble... Yan Jie wanted to crawl into a hole, but what good would that do?

Ms. Liang was so embarrassed she didn't know what to do. She waved her hand back and forth between her phone and the group,
stammering,

"I...I'm sorry...I...just...didn't...intentionally...it
...just...jumped...out...by itself..."

Yan Jie blankly took the phone, moved her lips as if to say something but ultimately said nothing. 　　Ms. 　　Dai tried to smooth things over,

saying,

"Let's...hurry back! It'll get dark...and the mountain roads will be difficult to navigate! "

********** ... He was completely clueless… 　　Let's sort out the current situation: 　　First, Xiaoming had slept with all four women in the car (Yan, Liang, Dai, and Zhao); 　　second, Liang, Dai, and Zhao all knew about Yan's affair, but Yan didn't know about Liang, Dai, and Zhao's; 　　third, besides Yan's affair, Liang and Dai each knew about the others, but neither knew about Zhao; 　　finally, Zhao knew about Yan, Liang, and Dai's affairs, while Yan, Liang, and Dai knew nothing about Zhao's. 　　In short, among the four women, if ranked by the degree of knowledge: Zhao was the most aware, Liang and Dai were next, and Yan was the least aware; 　　if ranked by the degree of information disclosure, then: Yan was the most aware, Liang and Dai were next, and Zhao was the least aware. 　　Hmm, that's roughly clear… 　　What kind of clarity is that?! 　　Just as Xiaoming was lost in thought, the car slowly pulled up in front of Teacher Liang's house. 　　The group, as if by unspoken agreement, none of them intended to leave early, and they all went into Teacher Liang's house, sitting in a circle around the dining table, the atmosphere incredibly tense. 　　Ms. Liang spoke first: 　　"Qianqian, go back to your room for a while. Your mother and the two aunties have something to say." 　　Xiaoming also tried to slip away, but Ms. Liang stopped him sternly: 　　"Where are you going? Sit down properly!" 　　Although Ms. Liang was Xiaoming's woman, he couldn't easily challenge the authority of the homeroom teacher. He sat down again tremblingly, exchanging a glance with his mother—and found that she also seemed like a child who had done something wrong , cowering and waiting for the teacher's punishment. 　　Ms. Liang calmed herself down slightly and began to carefully consider her words—she had been teaching for 20 years and had spoken with students and parents countless times, but she had never dealt with a situation like this before! At this moment, she felt that all her years as a teacher had been in vain. 　　At this moment, Yan Jie spoke first: 　　"Teacher Liang, Teacher Dai, thank you for your care and concern for Xiaoming all this time! This is all my fault; I, as his mother, haven't fulfilled my responsibilities. I apologize to you! After something like this happened, we have no face to appear in front of you again. I will personally go to the school next Monday to handle Xiaoming's transfer procedures . I only hope that you two teachers can keep this a secret... My reputation doesn't matter, but Xiaoming is still a child!" 　　Teacher Liang grasped Yan Jie's hand, her voice choked with sobs, and said: 　　"Xiaoming's mother, please don't say anymore... We are the ones who should apologize! Actually, we... we two... have already... had... had relations with Xiaoming..." 　　Hearing this, Yan Jie, who was originally immersed in regret and self-blame, suddenly widened her eyes and asked in a trembling voice: 　　"What... what did you say?!" 　　"It's not what you think! Let me explain..." 　　Then, Teacher Liang and Teacher Dai took turns explaining the whole , starting from when he was bitten by mosquitoes in the South Suburb Forest Park, to how they took turns "applying medicine" to him in the school clinic, then to the Ochino fitting room incident, Zhao Qian's bedroom affair, and the recent daily...

The entire incident, including the double-flight in the infirmary, was recounted to Yan Jie in detail, including many details
that Liang and Dai hadn't known beforehand.

"Anyway... that's how it is."

The immense psychological shock left Yan Jie speechless for a long time. After a long pause, she murmured,

"I never imagined that the three of us would all become Xiao Ming's women because of a tiny mosquito..."

"Who says otherwise?"

"Perhaps it's fate."

The three of them suddenly fell silent, the only sound the ticking of the wall clock.

"How about we have a drink?"

This suggestion was unanimously agreed upon. Teacher Liang went to the kitchen to fetch red wine and three glasses. Xiao Ming
shouted from the side,

"Where's mine? Where's mine?"

The three women replied in unison,

"You stay out of my way!"

At this moment, Zhao Qian appeared at the table, holding two glasses. She filled
one glass and handed it to Xiao Ming, then filled her own.

"You've all been with him like that, do you still think he's a child?"

With that, she downed her drink in one gulp.

"You're right!"

Hearing Zhao Qian's words, Xiao Ming felt a surge of pride. He tilted his head back and downed the drink Zhao Qian handed him. The alcohol made his
eyes water, but he didn't care. He grabbed the bottle and refilled his glass.

After three drinks, Xiao Ming was already feeling a little dizzy. He swayed and staggered to his feet, standing
on a chair. Looking down at the four women at the table, he declared, word by word,

"From today onwards, I am all of your man!"

These resounding words stunned the four women. But then,
the "elderly" group, led by Yan, Liang, and Dai, launched into a barrage of lectures:

"You child…who told you to drink so much!"

"Look at you, you can barely stand, why are you climbing so high!"

"That's right, stop fooling around, come down here!"

…

Xiao Ming was incredibly frustrated. He had finally managed to be bold and outspoken thanks to the alcohol, but his mother and teachers seemed completely
indifferent ! And you've got the point wrong, haven't you? Shouldn't it be the content of my words? I
said 'all of you'! Shouldn't you question that wording? What's with worrying about whether a mutant can stand properly after
drinking ?! "I'm a mutant, after all, how could I possibly..."

Before the words in his mind could even finish, Xiao Ming's body fell down first—of course, he didn't fall on his own
, but was kicked in the butt from behind and fell off the chair. And the one who kicked him was none other
than Zhao Qian next to him!

"Why did you kick me?"

"Who told you to talk nonsense!"

"How did I talk nonsense?"

"You still dare to talk!"

Zhao Qian's face turned red with anger, picked up her wine glass, and downed it in one gulp—this was already her second glass of the
day .

"Qianqian, don't drink so much!"

"Never mind, never mind, today is special, let them drink a little."

"Yeah, anyway, tomorrow is Sunday, it's okay even if they drink too much."

"Drink!"

"Drink!"

...

Everyone was preoccupied with their own thoughts, and glass after glass of red wine was downed. Before long, everyone was drunk.

"Sister Liang, I'd like to toast you!"

Yan Jie staggered to Teacher Liang's side with her wine glass, but was stopped by Teacher Liang.

"Xiaoming's mom, although I'm older than you, you're Xiaoming's mother, and I'm Xiaoming's woman.
How can an elder toast a younger one? I should be toasting you!"

"How can that be! You're Xiaoming's teacher and older than me; I should be toasting you!"

Teacher Dai, unable to bear it any longer, interrupted the two, saying,

"Stop arguing! If you ask me, since we're both Xiaoming's women, let's just
call each other sisters today, regardless of seniority. What do you say?"

"Okay!"

"Let's do it this way!"

"Come on, Sister Liang, Yuexin, let's drink!"

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!" ... "

Wait

! What about Qianqian?"

"Right! Qianqian, let's drink this together!"

"Huh? Does that mean I have to call my mom 'sister'?"

"You brat! What nonsense are you talking about!"

...

Xiao Ming didn't join the four women's toasting frenzy. Instead, he sat to the side, quietly observing their
drunken state and listening to their drunken conversation—it turned out that Teacher Liang and the others already knew about Zhao Qian and his
affair, but hadn't revealed it. As for when and how they found out, to paraphrase Teacher Liang
, no daughter who has lost her virginity can hide it from her mother. From her eyes, expressions, and even
body language, Teacher Liang had already seen through everything.

It was clear that no woman wanted to share a man with another, and they were no exception. But
fortunately besides being "Xiao Ming's women," these women were also his elders, teachers, and family. Rather than defending
their own rights, they wanted Xiao Ming to be happy, which was the key to their temporary harmony
.

Just as Xiao Ming was reflecting on this, the drinking contest had reached a fever pitch. Everyone's emotions were
gradually spiraling out of control, and they began to ramble incoherently.

"Sister Liang, my two sisters, do you think I'm a complete failure as a person...? Not only did my husband cheat on me, but now
even my son is cheating on me..."

"Sister Yan, what's that compared to what I've done? My husband is dead..."

"My two sisters, if you ask me, neither of you can compare to me. I could have
graduated from one of the top medical universities in the country and become a real doctor, but because of my scumbag ex-boyfriend's 'Deep Throat Gate' scandal..."
Now I can only work as a school doctor in a middle school... And that's not all, later I met Liu Mingkai, who not only killed Sister Liang's
husband, but also harmed Qianqian and Xiaoming... Tell me, how can you compare to me? "

Oh dear, ladies, please stop talking! Not only did my father die, but my own mother
is having an affair with a middle school boy 30 years her junior. And I'm
having an affair with a boy 5 years younger than me! Not only that, I was bitten by a mutated bee, and I still don't know what kind of
mutation . What if I grow six legs?! !"

A moment of silence followed. Teacher Dai raised her glass first:

"To Qianqian!"

"To Qianqian!"

...

"If you ask me, the one we should toast the most is Xiaoming!"

"That's right, Xiaoming showed me how happy it is to be a woman!" "

I can't be sure about other things, but at least Xiaoming isn't a scumbag!" "

He's ruined so many beautiful women, isn't he a scumbag?" "He is a scumbag

, but at least his feelings for us are genuine!" "That's

right. Actually, I knew about his father's affair a long time ago. Back then, I naively thought he
still had feelings for me, but all I got in return was pain... But now, I believe Xiaoming can bring us happiness! He can bring happiness
to all of us!"

"Anyway, there's no third mutant in this world. Who else can I follow if not him?"

"To Xiaoming!"

"To Xiaoming!"

...

This sudden gesture flattered Xiaoming. He slowly raised his glass and said to the women,

"Actually, I'm the one who should be thanking you!"

"If it weren't for my mother, I wouldn't have come into this world. So, for the first toast, I toast my mother!"

Yan Jie raised her glass, smiling as she took a small sip.

"For the second toast, I want to toast my two teachers. If it weren't for you, I might not have made it! Thank you
for your great and selfless dedication!"

Teacher Liang and Teacher Dai smiled at each other, raised their glasses, and drank.

"The third toast is for Qianqian! Liu Mingkai once said that the chances of a successful mutation are extremely slim, so
we two might be the only ones of our kind left in this world... Although a long time has passed since the mutation, I
can still feel this power surging and surging within me. I don't know
what , but I promise you, I will be with you to the very end!"

These words brought tears to Zhao Qian's eyes. She downed her glass of red wine in one gulp, then hugged Xiaoming and began
kissing him passionately, completely disregarding her mother and sisters standing nearby.

Strangely, Teacher Liang and the others didn't feel any embarrassment at this moment; instead, they felt an
indescribable happiness at seeing their daughter get married.

Yan Jie secretly wiped away her tears and said to everyone,

"I propose: how about we give it all to Xiaoming tonight?"

Teacher Liang blushed instantly, while Teacher Dai was eager to try. Zhao Qian was a little confused
, glancing at her mother and then at Xiaoming, before finally stamping her foot and running back to her room to hide.

"So, who should we start with?"

"How about starting with Sister Liang? You're the oldest!"

"No, no, let's start with Sister Yan, after all, she's Xiaoming's mother."

"If you ask me, let's start with Sister Dai, her eyes are practically itching to see her!"

"I haven't!"

"What about Qianqian?"

Zhao Qian's voice came from the room: "I haven't agreed yet!"

The three girls exchanged a smile and said, "Hehe! That's not up to you! Let's start with you!"

With that, the three girls rushed into Zhao Qian's room.

"What are you doing! Didn't we agree to start with Sister Dai? Hey, don't take my clothes off!"

"Xiaoming! What are you waiting for! Come on!"

Xiaoming was filled with emotion—he hadn't expected that his long-cherished dream of a four-person flight would
come true so unexpectedly! And it was his own mother who suggested it!

He took several deep breaths to calm his excitement, then quickly stripped off all his
clothes and roared,

"Wives! I'm coming!"

(To be continued)

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