My Stepmother's Temptation 1-5

Author: Miaowa Seed Word Count: 10586

I'm old and always feel like I can't keep up with the younger generation's thinking. I want to talk to them but can't get the words out, just mumbling and babbling, which only annoys them. So I don't want to talk anymore, and I can't get the words out anyway. But the past keeps coming back to haunt me

, making me feel uneasy. I think if I take out a pen and draw it on paper to sort things out, I'll feel a little better… Sometimes when I feel tired of writing, I'll take a break, water my rose bush, and then come back to look at what I wrote earlier, only to find that I don't even understand what I'm talking about. So I don't expect everyone to understand; I'll just write whatever comes

to mind. When I was little, I really loved drinking soda. I thought that one sip would take me to heaven. So when my mom agreed to let me drink soda, I looked forward to my dad leaving every day. I was so anxious, wishing one day could be two, but my dad never did anything, and I even craved it every night!

Actually, I originally wanted to catch him red-handed and see if he would hide it! But my mom wouldn't have it.

Why?

That's what I asked her back then, and she poked my head with her finger and said, "You little idiot!"

I blinked and stared at my mom, trying to see what else she wanted to say.

"Dad's a glutton, oh no! A really big glutton!" she said, waving her hands and sticking her head out at me. I plopped down on the ground laughing, thinking to myself, "Isn't this a tiger?" After laughing in a daze for a while, I asked timidly, "What, what, what's wrong?!"

"What's wrong?! Have you ever seen a glutton leave before it's full?!"

"When will it be full?!"

She poked my forehead again. "You little glutton, you don't care when it's finished, just wait here, how can you not laugh?"

"I won't!"

"What?"

"How can I tell if it'll eat all the food?!"

She was about to poke me again, but this time I was on guard, and I dodged back, almost hurting her back.

She swayed her body, tracing her fingertips back and forth in front of Ne's eyes a few times before finally placing them in front of E's nose. "Ne, Ne!" Her eyes blinked, her voice rising and falling with each word. "Ne listen to Mom, be good!"

I didn't say anything.

Seeing Ne's silence, she leaned close to E's ear and whispered, "How could you possibly finish it all! Mom saved enough for you!"

"Really?"

"You can disbelieve Ne's words, but you don't believe your dad's either?!"

"Then go ask my dad!" I got up to leave, but she grabbed me and pulled me down, then hugged me tightly.

"You're so silly—"

Before she could finish, I laughed, "I was just teasing you, look how scared you are!" Her eyes flashed, and she eagerly began tickling Ne's skin.

"You little rascal, tell me, what are you going to do? How are you going to find out?!" I nestled in her arms, finally letting out a long sigh of relief when she stopped playing. "I'll eavesdrop tonight!"

Before I could finish speaking, she suddenly pushed me down onto her. The two little bundles of flesh rubbed my face back and forth, making her voice sound muffled. It wasn't until she picked me up again and looked at me curiously that I came to my senses. Should I say something?

But I didn't know what she had been saying, so I just numbly brought my head back to her chest, gently sniffing it again and again, before dazedly saying, "Mom, it smells good, really smells good."

She raised an eyebrow, smiling smugly.

"Smells good, right?!"

"Mmm~"

"Want to try some?!"

"Huh?"

I stood there, motionless.

"Don't you like soy milk?!"

I didn't move.

"Try it, it's even better than soy milk!"

Seeing that I hadn't touched it yet, she was a little embarrassed and was about to cover her chest with the cloth when I suddenly pointed at the purple grape and said stupidly, "Porcelain, porcelain, porcelain this?" My timid voice made her laugh.

"That's right, come and try it!"

I was also a little nervous, wondering if it was edible? Wouldn't it hurt? Oh well, I didn't care and took a bite.

"Ouch! Dog Egg, what are you doing? It hurts so much!" My mom shouted, and I panicked and quickly let go. Just as I was about to lift my head, she pressed me back down.

"Where are you going! It hurts so much from your bite, lick it!"

Only then did I realize that I had a tongue, so I licked it a few times, but I couldn't taste anything. It was no fun! I stepped back and saw that she had her eyes closed, looking like she was enjoying it. She didn't even look at me and just pressed my head down.

"Don't stop, Gou Dan, keep going!"

"Where's the soy milk?!" I muttered under my breath, refusing to lower my head. "Idiot, suck it in with your mouth, try it." With a forceful push, she forced my head back in.

"Yes! Yes, suck, suck, um~"

"Put more force into it, harder! Yes, ah, ah~~"

She pressed my head down, sometimes tight, sometimes loose, almost draining my saliva, but I still couldn't get a single drop of soy milk out. Instead, I just kept yelling. If I were to complain, I should be the one angry! I didn't even yell, so why are you yelling?!

I'm not doing this anymore, I'm going on strike!

She also sensed something was wrong and opened her eyes to look.

"What's wrong?"

"Where's the soy milk?!" I was almost crying with anger, tears welling up in my eyes.

Seeing me like this, my mom laughed.

"Look at you, you little rascal!" she said, gently stroking my chin. "Mom's just teasing you! You're allowed to tease me, but I can't tease you when I'm hungry?!"

Hearing this, I immediately perked up. "Mom~" I buried my face in her arms. "You're so naughty!"

Before I could even wipe the tears from my eyes, I was laughing again.

Although the daytime was generally happy, that night was particularly difficult. I felt like time was a huge rock pressing on my chest, something no flood could wash away…

That night, I lay motionless in bed, my mind wandering, thinking about what my mom had told me during the day: "Don't move around, you can only listen, don't look!"

But now there was no sound, so what was there to listen to? Afraid of falling asleep again, I imagined: a bottle of soda, a really big bottle of soda, black, bubbling in the sunlight. I went up and twisted the cap open… wait a minute, could I even twist the cap open? "Dad always opens these for me, doesn't he?! Oh dear! Why didn't I think of that during the day? Can Mom even twist open the cap? I was confused, and my mind became clearer, filled with thoughts of those unopened bottles of soda. I couldn't sleep at all! Just as I was pondering this, I suddenly heard a 'pop,' and my mom started talking.

'Aren't you thirsty today? I'll treat you.'

Hearing this, I finally felt relieved. I didn't expect my mom to be so energetic!

While I was overjoyed, my mom was disappointed.

'Stop pretending! I'm rarely offering to give you this today, what's wrong with you?!'"

I also think it's such a waste! They've already opened it, but they're not drinking it! What a waste! But if you won't drink it, I will! Wasting is shameful! Hehehe. "Hey! Why did you come out?!" My mom's voice sounded so anxious.

Came out?! What came out? Soda?! Oh dear! Dad, you've made such a mess of things, how am I supposed to drink it later?!

"Say something! What's bothering you? Tell me!" My mom's words sounded so comforting that I almost blurted out my true feelings: Drinking soda, what's bothering me?! I'm happiest when I drink soda, so you can talk and I can drink, it doesn't matter!

But I swallowed those words back because I heard my dad say, "It's Erhuang!"

"Erhuang? What Erhuang?!"

I don't know Erhuang?! He snatched my soda! I was so angry, was this guy going to steal it from my bed?!

"That little rascal in our village, I beat him up today!"

"Oh! What happened? Can't you talk it out? Why did you have to fight? Did you hit a bad guy?!"

"Why don't you tell me why you beat him up?" My dad was getting a little agitated!

Do you even need to ask?! Stealing my soda is one thing, I can't beat you, but my dad? You can forget about it! He'd beat you to death! Wait a minute! Am I overthinking this?! My head feels a bit messed up!

"He said I'm a rascal!"

After a long silence, I felt strange. "What, what's wrong?!"

My mom asked at just the right time!

"What do you say! What do you say?!"

My dad roared, and I couldn't help but feel smug.

"You're a grown man, and you can't even handle this?!"

My mom was really something, she even dared to talk back!

"I bet you're Lao Le!"

"Say it again!"

"Lao Le! Lao Le~"

The air around us suddenly felt hot, and I felt a little breathless and suffocated. How about we drink a bottle of soda to cool down?! Just

as I was thinking this, someone started gushing over there, drinking endlessly. Oh my! This is making me so hungry! They're drinking it all up, one sip here, one sip there!

I can't stand it anymore, I have to turn around decisively and see what they have to say! But when I opened my eyes, I was terrified!

My mom was grabbing my dad's head, sucking on it, the sucking sounds mixed with the swallowing sensation, which made me very scared. My heart was pounding, and it kept rising higher and higher with each suck. Finally, when she pressed my dad's face completely underneath her, my heart almost jumped out of my throat! I saw her lips glistening, long, alluring strands that almost drowned my dad!

I was completely stunned, staring blankly, not even remembering why I turned away. Just then, my mom suddenly glanced at me. "What are you doing?! Go back!"

My heart skipped a beat, and I immediately turned away, my heart pounding. I was afraid this wouldn't calm down anytime soon.

"Juan'er! Can't you just be hungry?!" "

Old man! You didn't want her earlier, but now you're complaining? Too late!"

"Juan'er~"

My dad's voice sounded quite fresh, but it was just so disgusting!

"Old man! You'd better stay thirsty! Don't ever doubt me again!"

"I won't! I won't dare to laugh again!"

My mother's voice seemed to have more dominance. She didn't speak, and the room gradually grew cold. My father's broken shouting lost its strength, leaving only that familiar snoring that stirred my little heart—thump, thump, thump. It seemed that the drumbeat in my chest wouldn't stop...

When I woke up the next day, my head was dizzy, and I felt completely lost. I used to think about soda, but now I had no interest in anything.

I slowly got dressed, and as usual, she came over to help me get out of bed, but this time I pushed her away. I didn't dare to look her in the eye or speak, and silently ran out, feeling scared. I ate

a few mouthfuls of steamed buns by the dining table, and when I saw her coming, I quickly hid.

"Hey, Gou Dan, are you full?" she called from behind. I didn't agree, but I heard my dad mutter, "What's wrong with this kid now?!"

I went back to my bedroom, intending to find an excuse to go out and hide, but she blocked my way.

"Dog Egg! Help Mom clean the room later!"

I was anxious when I heard that! I hurriedly ran from the bedroom back to the kitchen. "I want to go out and play!"

"Hey! Dog Egg, listen to your mother and stay at home!"

"Then what are you going to do at home?!"

"Dog Egg! Don't talk to your father like that!" She looked at me gently, reached out to pat my head, but suddenly pulled back. Although the movement was small, I saw it clearly!

"Your father has something to do later. He has to go to a funeral and can't stay at home!"

"I want to go too! I'll go with your father!" My shout startled my father.

"What are you doing out there, kid?! It's bad luck! Stay home and listen to your mother!"

My dad glanced at his watch. "Oh dear! It's time to go, Juan'er, let's go!"

I don't know why, but I inexplicably clung to my dad's leg.

"Dad! Take me with you, I'm scared!"

"You silly child, are you possessed?! It's broad daylight, what are you scared of?!"

"I'm scared, I'm scared—" I knew she was smiling at me, but I felt a chill run down my spine. I bit my lip for a long time, but in the end, I didn't dare to say it.

"You're scared, aren't you?!"

"Get up!" My dad stretched out his leg and put me aside.

"Juan'er, come over here and talk to him, I have to go!"

She immediately pulled me into her arms, and I could only watch helplessly as my dad walked out of the room step by step. I felt so desperate, my vision was all blurred, and I don't know how long I cried. Suddenly, I felt a hand cover my mouth. "Goudan, he's already far away, so don't shout!"

I went up and "choked"

him, intending to run away, but she grabbed me with her other hand. I felt like I hadn't struggled much before she picked me up completely.

"Come on, Goudan, let's go to the bedroom and talk!"

I could hear that she was also a little out of breath.

I vaguely felt that there was still a glimmer of hope, so I tried my best to make one last effort—I kicked my legs, but—I failed!

I was pressed down on the bed, my hands couldn't move, my legs couldn't kick, and the only thing on my body that would listen to me was my mouth!

"Tell me, what are you afraid of?" She was so close to me, her breath hitting my face and making it hot!

"Tell me! What are you afraid of?"

"I am!"

"What do you have to be afraid of?!"

"Put me down first, then I'll tell you!"

"Tell me first!"

"Put me down first!"

She frowned, staring intently at Le for a long time. Seeing that Le showed no sign of yielding, she finally loosened her brows, her tone softening considerably.

"Okay! I'll put Le down first, but you're not allowed to run away!"

She carried Le to the bedside and gently laid her down.

"Can you talk now?"

I pointed to the "pincers" she was gripping Le's wrist.

"Hand!"

Not only did she not let go of that hand, she even used her other hand to wipe the tears from Le's face.

"Goudan! Did Mom scare you yesterday? If you're having trouble thinking about something, tell Mom!"

I didn't reply, turning my face away and forcefully shaking Le's hand. "Put Le down first!"

"Goudan, how about this? If you tell Mom, Mom will give you a soda!"

She didn't mention "okay," but the mention of soda made me even more impatient!

"Don't try to fool me! You monster!"

"What monster?" She immediately came closer.

"Help!" I felt that besides those two words, I couldn't think of anything else to say.

First, she told me not to shout, then she covered my mouth with her hand, and finally, when she couldn't do anything else, she pressed me down on the bed. Of course, I had to make full use of the only part of me that was willing to listen to me, so I opened my mouth wide and tried to raise my voice: Help— Before I could even shout my life out, I felt a sweet taste in my mouth, followed by a gentle sucking.

So I tried to struggle a couple of times, and surprisingly, I managed to free my hands from hers. Then I tapped her back a few times, but she ignored me and just sucked on my lips even more vigorously, holding my head tightly to the bed with both hands, tighter and tighter, until I was almost suffocating!

I wanted to stop, but I couldn't speak, so I whimpered in frustration, and the force of tapping her back became lighter and lighter until she completely gave up resisting, and then she let go.

The moment she let go, I felt a sweet fragrance rise from my throat to my chest, a comforting feeling in my lungs.

Having just cried and held my breath for so long, I felt weak all over, even my breathing became cautious, afraid that a heavy breath would dissipate this wonderful atmosphere. In the moist, salty air... She looked at me from above, the even fragrance mixed with tender affection, wafting over my cheeks. It seemed to be the first time I'd looked at her so closely; her smile was so beautiful, her bright eyes so gentle, I wanted to melt into her eyes!

"Dog Egg! Is it good?"

I felt my cheeks burning and didn't dare answer. "Do you want more?!" Her gaze made my cheeks flush even more.

"Okay!" My mother climbed off me.

"No!"

We were startled and all looked towards the door... I

'll stop here for now. As people get older, their bodies become less capable. I've only written this much, but I've already been to the bathroom several times, and my sleep quality is poor; I keep having nightmares. Also, some people say my story doesn't have enough "lucky points." May I ask what "lucky points" means?! Sweet dreams!

My Stepmother's Temptation (Part Two)

I'm getting old, and I always feel like I can't keep up with the thoughts of young people. I want to talk to them, but I can't express myself. I just mumble and stammer, which only annoys them. I don't want to talk anymore, and I can't express myself anyway, but the past keeps nagging at me, and I feel really annoyed. I think if I take out a pen, draw it on paper, and sort it out, I'll feel a little better...

Sometimes when I feel tired of writing, I'll take a break, water my rose bush, and then come back to look at what I wrote earlier, only to find that I don't even understand where I am anymore. So I don't expect everyone to understand; I'll just write as I see fit.

I really loved drinking soda when I was little. Back then, I felt like one sip would send me to Lotte Mart. So when my mom agreed to let me drink soda, I was eagerly waiting for my dad to leave. I was so impatient, wishing one day could last two. But my dad never did anything, and I was even craving soda every night!

Actually, I originally wanted to catch him red-handed and see if he could hide it anymore! But my mom wouldn't allow it.

Why?

That's what I asked her back then. She poked my head with her finger and said, "You little idiot!"

I blinked and stared at my mom, trying to see what else she wanted to say.

"Dad's a glutton, oh no! A really big glutton!" she said, waving her hands and sticking her head out at me. I plopped down on the ground laughing, thinking to myself, "Isn't this a tiger?" After laughing in a daze for a while, I asked timidly, "What, what, what's wrong?!"

"What's wrong?! Have you ever seen a glutton leave before it's full?!"

"When will it be full?!"

She poked my forehead again. "You little glutton, you don't care when it's finished, just wait here, how can you not laugh?"

"I won't!"

"What?"

"How can I tell if it'll eat all the food?!"

She was about to poke me again, but this time I was on guard, and I dodged back, almost hurting her back.

She swayed her body, tracing her fingertips back and forth in front of Ne's eyes a few times before finally placing them in front of E's nose. "Ne, Ne!" Her eyes blinked, her voice rising and falling with each word. "Ne listen to Mom, be good!"

I didn't say anything.

Seeing Ne's silence, she leaned close to E's ear and whispered, "How could you possibly finish it all! Mom saved enough for you!"

"Really?"

"You can disbelieve Ne's words, but you don't believe your dad's either?!"

"Then go ask my dad!" I got up to leave, but she grabbed me and pulled me down, then hugged me tightly.

"You're so silly—"

Before she could finish, I laughed, "I was just teasing you, look how scared you are!" Her eyes flashed, and she eagerly began tickling Ne's skin.

"You little rascal, tell me, what are you going to do? How are you going to find out?!" I nestled in her arms, finally letting out a long sigh of relief when she stopped playing. "I'll eavesdrop tonight!"

Before I could finish speaking, she suddenly pushed me down onto her. The two little bundles of flesh rubbed my face back and forth, making her voice sound muffled. It wasn't until she picked me up again and looked at me curiously that I came to my senses. Should I say something?

But I didn't know what she had been saying, so I just numbly brought my head back to her chest, gently sniffing it again and again, before dazedly saying, "Mom, it smells good, really smells good."

She raised an eyebrow, smiling smugly.

"Smells good, right?!"

"Mmm~"

"Want to try some?!"

"Huh?"

I stood there, motionless.

"Don't you like soy milk?!"

I didn't move.

"Try it, it's even better than soy milk!"

Seeing that she hadn't touched it yet, she was a little embarrassed and was about to cover herself with the cloth in front of her chest when I suddenly pointed at the purple grape and stammered, "Porcelain, porcelain, porcelain this?" My timid voice made her laugh.

"Yes, try it!"

I was getting scared, wondering if I could even eat this. Wouldn't it hurt? Oh well, I didn't care and took a bite.

"Ouch! Gou Dan, what are you doing? It hurts so much!" My mom yelled, and I panicked, quickly letting go. Just as I was about to lift my head, she pressed me back down.

"Where are you going! It hurts so much from your bite, lick it!"

That's when I realized I had a tongue, so I licked it a few times, but I couldn't taste anything. It was no fun! I pulled back and saw her with her eyes closed, looking like she was enjoying it. She didn't even look at me, just pressed my head down.

"Don't stop, Gou Dan, keep going!"

"Where's some soy milk?!" I muttered under my breath, refusing to lower my head. "Idiot, suck it with your mouth, try it." She pressed down hard and forced my head back in.

"Hey! Yes, suck, suck, mmm~"

"Put more force into it, harder! Hey, yes, ah, ah~~"

She pressed my head down, sometimes tight, sometimes loose, almost draining my saliva, but I didn't get a single drop of soy milk out. Instead, I just kept yelling. If I were to complain, I should be angry! I didn't even yell, so why are you yelling?!

I'm not doing this anymore, I'm going on strike!

She also sensed something was wrong and opened her eyes to look at me.

"What's wrong?"

"Where's the soy milk?!" I was almost crying from anger, tears welling up in my eyes.

Seeing me like this, my mom laughed.

"Look at you," she said, stroking my chin, "Mom was just teasing you! You're allowed to tease me, but I'm not allowed to tease you?!" "

As soon as I heard that, I perked up immediately. 'Mom!' I buried my face in her arms. 'You're so naughty!'

Before I could even wipe away the tears from my eyes, I was laughing again.

Although the daytime was generally happy, that night was particularly difficult. I felt like time was a huge rock pressing on my chest, something no flood could wash away…

That night, I lay motionless in bed, my mind wandering, thinking about what my mom had told me during the day: 'Don't move around, you can only listen, don't look!'

But now there was no sound, what was I supposed to listen to?! Afraid of falling asleep again, I imagined: a bottle of soda, a really big bottle of soda, black, bubbling in the sunlight, I went up and twisted the cap… Wait a minute, can I even twist the cap?! Didn't Dad always open them for me?! Oh dear! Why didn't I think of that during the day? Can Mom even twist the cap?" I didn't understand, and my mind cleared up. My head was filled with those unopened bottles of soda, and I couldn't sleep! Just as I was pondering this, I suddenly heard a "pop," and my mom started talking.

"Aren't you thirsty today? I'll treat you."

Hearing this, I finally felt relieved. I didn't expect my mom to be so energetic!

I was overjoyed, while my mom looked disappointed.

"Stop pretending! I rarely offer to give you soda today, what's wrong with you?!"

I also felt it was a pity; it was already opened, and you weren't drinking it! What a waste! But if you won't drink it, I will! Wasting is shameful! Hehehe. "Hey! Why did you come out?!" My mom's voice sounded anxious.

Come out?! What came out? Soda?! Oh dear! Dad, you've gotten yourself into this state, how am I going to drink it later?!

"Say something! What's bothering you? Tell me!" My mom's words sounded so comforting that I almost blurted out my inner thoughts: Drinking soda, what's bothering me?! I'm happiest when I drink soda, so you can talk while I drink, it doesn't interfere with anything!

But I swallowed the words back because I heard my dad say, "It's Erhuang!"

"Erhuang? What Erhuang?!"

I don't know Erhuang?! He stole my soda! I was so angry, was he going to steal it from my bed?!

"That little thug in our village, I beat him up today!" "

Oh! What happened? Can't you talk it out? You had to fight! Did you hit a bad guy?!"

"Why don't you tell me why you hit him?" My dad was getting a little agitated!

Did I even need to ask?! Snatching a soda from a hungry man is one thing, but I can't beat him. But my dad? You can forget about it! He'd beat you to death! Wait a minute! Am I overthinking this?! My head's a bit fuzzy!

"He said I'm a jerk!"

After a long silence, I felt strange. "What, what's wrong?!"

My mom asked at just the right time!

"What did you say?! What did you say?!"

My dad roared, unable to contain his smugness.

"You're a grown man, and you're so upset about this?!"

My mom was really something, daring to talk back!

"I bet you're a jerk!"

"Say it again!"

"You're a jerk! You're a jerk!"

The air around us seemed to suddenly get hot, and I felt a bit suffocated, uncomfortable. Maybe we should drink a soda to cool down?! Just

as I was thinking this, someone started guzzling it down, drinking endlessly. Ouch! This was driving me crazy! They were practically slurping it all up, one sip here, one sip there, almost emptying my stomach!

I couldn't stand it anymore, I had to turn around decisively and see what they had to say! But when I opened my eyes, I was terrified!

My mom was grabbing my dad's head, sucking on it, the sucking sounds mixed with the swallowing sensation, making me incredibly scared. My heart pounded, rising higher and higher with each suck, until finally, when she pressed my dad's face completely beneath her, my heart felt like it was going to jump out of my throat! I saw her lips glistening, long, tempting strands, almost drowning my dad!

I was completely dumbfounded, staring blankly, not even remembering why I turned around. Just then, my mom suddenly glanced at me. "What are you doing?! Go back!"

My heart skipped a beat, and I immediately turned away, my heart pounding. I was afraid this wouldn't calm down anytime soon.

"Juan'er! Can't you just stop complaining?!"

"Old man! You didn't want her earlier, but now you're complaining? Too late!"

"Juan'er~"

My dad's voice sounded quite fresh, but it was just so disgusting!

"Old man! Just keep thirsting! You dare doubt me again!"

"I won't! I won't dare again!"

My mother's voice seemed more dominant. She didn't speak, and the room gradually grew cold. My father's broken shouting lost its strength, leaving only that familiar snoring that stirred my little heart—thump, thump, thump. It seemed the drumbeats in my chest wouldn't stop...

The next day, I woke up feeling dizzy and confused. I used to crave soda, but now I had no interest in anything.

I slowly got dressed. As usual, she came over to help me get out of bed, but this time I pushed her away. I didn't dare look her in the eye or speak. I silently ran out, feeling scared. I ate

a few mouthfuls of steamed buns by the dining table, and when I saw her coming, I quickly hid.

"Hey, Gou Dan, are you full?" she called from behind. I didn't answer, only to hear my dad mutter, "What's wrong with this kid now?!"

I went back to my bedroom, intending to find an excuse to go out and hide, but she blocked my way.

"Gou Dan! Help Mom clean the room later!"

I was anxious when I heard that! I hurriedly ran from the bedroom back to the kitchen. "I want to go out and play!"

"Hey! Gou Dan, listen to your mother, just stay at home!"

"Then what are you going to do at home?!"

"Gou Dan! Don't talk to your dad like that!" She looked at me gently, reaching out to pat my head, but suddenly pulled back. Although the movement was small, I saw it clearly!

"Dad has something to do later, he has to go to a funeral, he can't stay at home!"

"I want to go too, I'll go with Dad!" My shout startled Dad.

"What are you doing out there, kid?! It's bad luck! Stay home and listen to your mother!"

My dad glanced at his watch. "Oh dear! It's time to go, Juan'er, let's go!"

I don't know why, but I inexplicably clung to my dad's leg.

"Dad! Take me with you, I'm scared!"

"You silly child, are you possessed?! It's broad daylight, what are you scared of?!"

"I'm scared, I'm scared—" I knew she was smiling at me, but I felt a chill run down my spine. I bit my lip for a long time, but in the end, I didn't dare to say it.

"You're scared, aren't you?!"

"Get up!" My dad stretched out his leg and put me aside.

"Juan'er, come over here and talk to him, I have to go!"

She immediately pulled me into her arms, and I could only watch helplessly as my dad walked out of the room step by step. I felt so desperate, my vision was all blurred, and I don't know how long I cried. Suddenly, I felt a hand cover my mouth. "Goudan, he's already far away, so don't shout!"

I went up and "choked"

him, intending to run away, but she grabbed me with her other hand. I felt like I hadn't struggled much before she picked me up completely.

"Come on, Goudan, let's go to the bedroom and talk!"

I could hear that she was also a little out of breath.

I vaguely felt that there was still a glimmer of hope, so I tried my best to make one last effort—I kicked my legs, but—I failed!

I was pressed down on the bed, my hands couldn't move, my legs couldn't kick, and the only thing on my body that would listen to me was my mouth!

"Tell me, what are you afraid of?" She was so close to me that her breath hit my face, making it hot!

"Tell me! What are you afraid of?"

"I am!"

"What do I have to be afraid of?!"

"Put me down first, then I'll tell you!"

"You tell me first!"

"Put me down first!"

She frowned, staring at me intently for a long time. Seeing that I didn't give in, she relaxed her brows, and her tone softened considerably.

"Okay! I'll put you down first, but you're not allowed to run away!"

She carried me to the bedside and gently put me down.

"Can you talk now?!"

I pointed to the "pincers" she was gripping my wrist.

"Hand!"

Not only did she not let go of that hand, she even used her other hand to wipe the tears from my face.

"Dog Egg! Did Mom scare you yesterday? If you're upset about something, tell Mom!"

I didn't answer, turned my face away, and shook my hand vigorously. "Let it go first!"

"Dog Egg, how about this? If you tell Mom, Mom will give you a soda!"

She didn't mention it, but the mention of soda made me even more impatient!

"Don't try to fool me! You monster!"

"What monster?" She immediately came closer.

"Help!" I felt that besides those two words, I couldn't think of anything else to say at that moment.

First, she told me not to shout, then she covered my mouth with her hand, and finally, when she couldn't do anything else, she pressed me down on the bed. Of course, I had to make full use of the only part of me that was willing to listen to me, so I opened my mouth wide and tried to raise my voice: Help— Before I could shout my life out, I felt a sweet taste in my mouth, followed by a gentle sucking.

So I tried to struggle a bit, and surprisingly, I easily freed her hands. Then I tapped her back a few times, but she ignored me and just sucked on my lips even more vigorously, her hands holding my head tightly to the bed, tighter and tighter, until I was almost suffocating!

I wanted to stop, but I couldn't speak, and I whimpered in frustration. The force of my tapping on her back became lighter and lighter until she completely gave up resisting, and then she let go.

It was in that instant that she let go that I felt a sweet fragrance in my throat that went all the way to my chest, and my lungs felt so comfortable.

Having just cried and laughed, and holding my breath for so long, I felt weak all over, even my breathing became cautious, afraid that too heavy a breath would dissipate this wonderful atmosphere. In the moist, salty air... She looked at me from above, the even fragrance mixed with tender affection, wafting over me in waves, caressing my cheeks. I think it was the first time I had looked at her so closely. Her smile was so beautiful, her bright eyes so gentle, I wanted to melt into her eyes!

"Dog Egg! Is it good?"

I felt my cheeks burning and didn't dare to answer. "Do you want more?!" Her gaze made my cheeks burn even redder.

"Okay then!" My mother climbed off me and laughed.

"No!"

We were startled and all looked towards the door... I

'll stop here for now. As people get older, their bodies don't hold up anymore. I've only written this much, and I've already been to the bathroom several times. Plus, my sleep quality is poor; I keep having nightmares. Also, some people say my story doesn't have enough "lust points." May I ask what "lust points" means?! Sweet dreams!

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