Fantasy World: Saturday Park

Saturday.

The sun shone brightly on the weekend morning. Zhou Yizheng sat up in bed,
the image of the female anchor being rescued by the armed police, covered in semen, flashing through his mind again. "Mom, really," he thought, "I wanted it so badly last night but she wouldn't give it to me.
Now that we've gotten the marriage certificate, she has no excuse, right?"

Zhou Juanjuan was already up. When Zhou Yizheng saw her, she had finished washing up, tied her hair up, and put on
all three hair clips.

The three hair clips shimmered in her dark hair. After Zhou Yizheng finished washing up and getting dressed, Zhou Juanjuan
was already dressed, smiling as she came forward, taking his arm, and sweetly said, "Let's go."

Just as they were about to leave, Zhou Yizheng's phone rang. A colleague called: "I captured a complete radio wave from the outer space background
radiation . It's very strange! But I worked the whole night and couldn't
figure it out. You're a genius at decoding, could you try decoding it? I can't take it anymore."

"Okay, send it over, I'll go online right away." Zhou Yizheng hung up the phone and
smiled : "Mom, wait a minute, I need to receive a file."

"Okay, no problem." Zhou Juanjuan watched him open the computer with affection, contacted her colleague, and
quickly received a file. Zhou Yizheng examined it briefly and noticed some patterns. He opened a software program and started
decompiling it.

"Let's go... done. Looks like it'll take a few hours, let it process here."

"Okay."

The mother and son walked hand in hand to the bus stop and boarded the bus. This time, no one dared to bother
Zhou Juanjuan . The three hair clips on her head indicated that she was a married woman, and Zhou Yizheng's caring and affectionate actions made
everyone with thoughts of hers restrain their urge to reach out and could only watch Zhou Juanjuan swallow her saliva.

But Zhou Juanjuan was dressed too alluringly today. Her red cheongsam was perfectly tailored, clinging tightly to her slender
figure. The low-cut neckline revealed a deep cleavage, incredibly seductive between her two smooth, white breasts. The high slit of
the cheongsam with the swaying of the bus, occasionally revealed Zhou Juanjuan's smooth, rounded thighs,
and the lace trim of her flesh-colored stockings at the top of her legs made any young man who happened to catch a glimpse want to have a nosebleed
.

Actually, Zhou Yizheng was also struggling to restrain himself. He knew that once the marriage certificate was obtained, he could remove this sexy cheongsam
at will and do whatever he wanted, so he could suppress his lust while dreaming of it. Finally, just as someone
couldn't hold back any longer and began masturbating through their pants on the bus, they arrived at the city government.

Many staff members were setting up some kind of scene in the vast city square, but the mother and son paid no
attention to them and went straight into the Civil Affairs Bureau's marriage registration office. Many couples had already lined up to register,
including several with one woman and two men. There was even one group with a girl and three men standing together.

Finally, it was Zhou Juanjuan and her son's turn. The staff member took the documents Zhou Yizheng handed over, looked them over carefully,
smiled at the couple, and finally fixed their gaze on Zhou Juanjuan's full, high breasts: "Are you two
getting married ?"

"Of course," Zhou Yizheng smiled, and Zhou Juanjuan nodded, her pretty face slightly flushed.

The staff member reluctantly looked away from Zhou Juanjuan's chest, stamped the two marriage certificates, and
handed them over, smiling: "Wishing you both a long and successful life together,
striving for the cause of the communist revolution."

"Of course, of course," Zhou Yizheng excitedly clutched the bright red marriage certificate, grinning from ear to ear,
completely oblivious to what the staff member was saying, mechanically replying.

"Hehe... I'm getting married to my mom next month too. I may not be as pretty as Miss Zhou, but having a wife
is enough ." The staff member stared intently at Zhou Juanjuan's deep cleavage and chuckled.

"Oh...please excuse me." Zhou Juanjuan smiled shyly, but felt a surge of pride. The staff
member nodded: "Wishing you happiness...Next!"

It was already past noon when they left the Civil Affairs Bureau. The city square had been set up as a memorial service, and
a large crowd was gathering.

Zhou Juanjuan and Zhou Yizheng, still basking in the happiness and sweetness of their new marriage, walked side-by-side through the memorial
service, preparing to leave. Suddenly, Zhou Juanjuan looked up and her body stiffened.

"Wife, what's wrong?" Zhou Yizheng immediately noticed her shock and asked with concern.

Zhou Juanjuan didn't answer. Zhou Yizheng followed her gaze and saw that
an archway decorated with white flowers had been erected at the entrance of the memorial service venue. A banner above the archway bore a row of bold, dark characters: "Comrade Bai Yanyan,
may you live forever." On either side of the archway were couplets: "Great in life," "Glorious in death."

Someone had died…it seemed like someone he didn't know. Zhou Yizheng looked at Zhou Juanjuan questioningly. After a long while, Zhou Juanjuan
recovered from her shock, glanced at Zhou Yizheng, and said sadly, "This was my high school classmate…I didn't
expect her to die. Let's see what happened."

Zhou Yizheng nodded, gently taking Zhou Juanjuan's small hand and holding it tightly in his palm, conveying his
comfort. Taking a step forward, in the center of the venue stood a glass coffin. A middle-aged beautiful woman lay quietly in the middle of
the coffin , her entire body covered with a bright red Party flag, only her face visible.

"It seems like she died very strangely…?" Zhou Yizheng whispered in Zhou Juanjuan's ear.

Following Zhou Yizheng's gaze, Zhou Juanjuan also noticed the deceased's strange expression. Even from a distance, one could
see a strange joy and satisfaction on her beautiful face, completely unlike the expression one would expect from a dead person.

"It is a bit strange...it seems...it seems..." Zhou Juanjuan whispered.

At that moment, funeral music began, and a group of staff escorted a group of leaders into the venue. A large crowd began
to gather. A somewhat familiar young man stood in the center of the venue, holding a microphone, and
announced : "The memorial service for martyr Bai Yanyan now begins."

The venue was completely silent. A group of people dressed in black filed past the body,
bowing and observing a moment of silence. A moment later, the host announced, "Next, please welcome Mayor XX to give a speech."

A leader walked to the center of the hall, tightly clutching a speech manuscript, coughed
heavily twice , and then solemnly read, "The passing of Comrade Bai Yanyan is a great loss to the Party and the people..."

The crowd watched him silently. Zhou Yizheng gently embraced the somewhat grieving Zhou Juanjuan, stroking her cheongsam bag.
His soft, wrapped shoulders gently comforted his newlywed wife.

"...She gave her young life for socialism, forever worthy of our remembrance..."

"I know...it seems she...was raped to death?" Zhou Juanjuan stared at Bai Yanyan's body for a long time
before finally reaching a conclusion.

"Ah?" Zhou Yizheng was somewhat incredulous, but looking at that beautiful face, it really did seem to bear
the expression of a woman experiencing orgasm.

"...We hereby posthumously recognize Comrade Bai Yanyan as an outstanding Communist Party member, a March 8th Red Banner Bearer, and a revolutionary martyr."

"It's true...I feel she had too many orgasms and died from exhaustion..." Zhou Juanjuan became somewhat
embarrassed .

"I don't know, let's see what they say." "

...Comrade Bai Yanyan's three husbands all enjoyed the benefits of a martyr's family member, and the state arranged for them to remarry. The Third People's Brothel where she
worked was awarded the title of 'Youth Civilization Unit'..."

Finally, the leader's lengthy speech ended. The host returned to the stage: "Now, please welcome Secretary XX
to read the eulogy."

Another leader walked to the center of the hall and began to read the eulogy with great passion.

"Comrade Bai Yanyan was a member of the Communist Party of China, forty-one years old. For the sake of building a harmonious society in China, she traveled
thousands of miles to our XX city to serve as the deputy director of the Women's Sexual Resources Department. She devoted herself to her work,
insisting on fulfilling the state-mandated prostitution quota. Even in between clients, she persisted in studying the central government's policies. Finally, in
one day, she served more than twenty clients and ultimately died of exhaustion on her bed in the brothel..."

"She really was fucked to death!" Zhou Yizheng looked at Zhou Juanjuan in astonishment. Zhou Juanjuan nodded: "You
can tell from her appearance."

"...What kind of spirit is this? This is the spirit of communism... We should all learn from this spirit..."

"He was an official... and he just died like that. He seemed like a good official... Why do good officials all die
so young, while none of the corrupt officials die?" Zhou Juanjuan said indignantly. Zhou Yizheng laughed and said, "Good people don't
live long, but bad people live a thousand years. Besides, who knows how she actually died? Maybe she wasn't a good person at all.
You believe what those officials say?"

"That's true..." Zhou Juanjuan smiled and tightened her grip on Zhou Yizheng's hand. The two continued reading and talking.

"Comrade Bai Yanyan is a woman. She takes promiscuity as her calling and is extremely skilled in sexual ability.
Among all the prostitutes in this city, her sexual skills are very high..."

"How does she compare to Mom?" Zhou Yizheng grinned mischievously, putting one hand around Zhou Juanjuan's slender waist and
gently kneading it. Zhou Juanjuan said coquettishly, "What are you doing... in public..."

"Hehe... I want to appraise it..." Zhou Yizheng grinned and stretched out both hands, which
Zhou Juanjuan grabbed tightly. "Not here... let's find somewhere else after this is over..."

"Okay." Zhou Yizheng stopped, smiling. He was almost finished speaking: "A person's ability may vary,
but as long as they have this spirit, they are a noble person, a pure person, a moral person, a person who
has transcended vulgar interests, a person who is beneficial to the people!"

Thunderous applause followed. Zhou Yizheng smiled and took Zhou Juanjuan's arm. "Let's go."

After the memorial service, it was past noon. The two decided not to rush home, but had
lunch and then strolled around.

"Mom, want to go for a walk in the park?" They arrived at the entrance of a park, and Zhou Yizheng invited Zhou Juanjuan with a smile.

"Hmm...okay, it's been years since I've been to a park."

"Okay...wait, why do we need to buy tickets?"

"Oh...it's normal, these days they fence off any place with even a slightly nice view and sell it for money.
Anyway, it's not expensive."

"Honestly...they're all obsessed with money." Zhou Yizheng bought the tickets indignantly, and the mother and son walked
hand in hand into the park.

The scenery wasn't particularly beautiful, but it was the only place in this metropolis with a little bit of natural greenery. There were many people
on the weekend , but unfortunately, most of them were single men. The few with female companions all had
proud faces, looking around arrogantly.

In the center of the park was an artificial lake. Zhou Yizheng and Zhou Juanjuan walked to a grove of trees by the lake, sat down on the grass under
the shade of the trees , and quietly enjoyed their sweet time looking at the relatively clear lake water.

"Mom... my good wife. I finally married you." Zhou Yizheng held Zhou Juanjuan's soft body
in his arms , gently stroking her rounded arms, and said softly.

"Yes... don't think too much about it. When Mom turns forty, I'll quit my job and come home to have a
child for you and your brother." Zhou Juanjuan smiled and hugged Zhou Yizheng's waist, enjoying the sense of security from his care and affection.

"What kind of child should we have?" Zhou Yizheng buried his face in Zhou Juanjuan's hair, greedily inhaling the faint fragrance.

"Of course, a daughter is best... Mom is forty, and I'll be old soon... then you can marry your own
daughters."

"Mom, don't talk nonsense. You're not old. I want to spend my whole life with you." Zhou Yizheng sat up straight, a little nervous
, and looked down at Zhou Juanjuan.

"Hehe..."

Neither of them spoke again, snuggling together and looking at each other, feeling a little drowsy. Suddenly,
a : "Mmm... Dad... harder... so good... Xiaoyue feels so good... so good
ahhhhh—"

Both of them heard it and couldn't help but look at each other. Zhou Juanjuan's face was flushed, while Zhou Yizheng was
aroused by the moan, his eyes burning as he looked at Zhou Juanjuan's blushing face.

"Dad—Xiaoyue is going to cum... cum for Dad— ah—"

"Xiaoyue, good daughter... your pussy is so tight... Dad is going to cum too..."

"Ah—"

"Mmm—" The sounds in the woods quieted down. After a moment, a rustling sound was heard, and
a man and a woman emerged from the woods, their clothes disheveled. The man's hair was already gray, while the woman was in the prime of her youth.
They held hands, glanced shyly at Zhou Juanjuan and her son, and then walked away with their heads down.

"Mom..." Zhou Yizheng was burning with passion and moved closer to Zhou Juanjuan's body, breathing heavily.

"Xiao Zheng..." Zhou Juanjuan was also feeling hot all over. She had gotten used to
having sex , so every Saturday was hard to get through.

"Mom, I...I..." Zhou Yizheng nervously reached out and put his arm around Zhou Juanjuan's shoulder, but he
didn't dare to do anything rash, just panting as he looked at her. Zhou Juanjuan looked into Zhou Yizheng's eyes with affection, her small mouth slightly
open, her rosy lips radiating a moist glow in the afternoon sunlight, revealing two rows of clean, even
teeth . Zhou Yizheng could no longer resist and gently kissed her.

"Mmm..." Zhou Juanjuan softly hugged Zhou Yizheng's strong back, closed her charming eyes, and slightly
opened her small mouth, sending her sweet tongue into her son's mouth. Zhou Yizheng immediately held that smooth and lovely
tongue tightly in his mouth and sucked hard.

The two bodies intertwined, and Zhou Yizheng's hands, through the thin cheongsam, tightly grasped Zhou Juanjuan's
full high breasts, kneading them forcefully. Zhou Juanjuan was
stimulated by , and she couldn't help but frantically stir her tongue in her son's mouth.

Zhou Yizheng continued to knead Zhou Juanjuan's soft breasts through her cheongsam and bra with one hand, while the other hand
slipped inside the low neckline of the cheongsam, parted a thin silk bra cup, and pinched an
erect , slowly twisting it.

"Mmm—" Usually at this time, Zhou Juanjuan would have already had sex with at least three men, but today
was the first time she had been caressed by a man. "Xiao Fang used to be able to have sex with me early in the morning on Saturdays...
" Zhou Juanjuan moaned. One hand tightly gripped Zhou Yizheng's arm, while the other reached towards his crotch,
grabbing his penis that was almost bursting through his pants.

"Ugh..." Zhou Yizheng groaned as he released Zhou Juanjuan's mouth, panted for a moment, and then kissed her smooth,
pink neck. One hand continued to tease her nipples, which were already hard as pebbles, while the other hand
lifted the hem of her cheongsam, revealing a pair of fair and rounded thighs.

White silk panties tightly hugged Zhou Juanjuan's full and plump vulva, and a small patch was already
wet . Zhou Yizheng pressed one finger against that wet patch, gently rubbing it, which made Zhou Juanjuan
raise her pink face and moan softly: "Ah, ah... Xiaozheng... it's so itchy..."

Zhou Yizheng's belt was also untied and pulled down to his legs, revealing his erect penis, the tip of which was
slowly dripping with a little sticky fluid under Zhou Juanjuan's small hand.

"Let's go into the woods..." Zhou Juanjuan panted.

"Okay—" Zhou Yizheng picked up Zhou Juanjuan and walked into the woods.

The grove was littered with traces of a fierce battle. Tiles of toilet paper lay scattered on the grass and bushes
. A torn pair of women's underwear hung from a branch, looking particularly lewd in the diffused sunlight.

"Huh... what's this?"

"It's a condom..." Zhou Juanjuan followed Zhou Yizheng's gaze to the ground and laughed.
This

was indeed a rare sight. "Oh... I see."

"Not many people use them now. You don't have much sex, so you've probably never seen one before..." Zhou Juanjuan chuckled.

"Yeah... I heard you have to register to buy them." Zhou Yizheng, carrying Zhou Juanjuan, circled around until
they found a relatively clean spot, then gently placed her on the grass.

"Yeah... I didn't know buying a condom required a registration... really." Zhou Juanjuan smiled,
lifting the hem of her cheongsam and pulling down her panties, revealing her beautiful mons pubis. Zhou Yizheng swallowed hard,
watching her raise one of her long, shapely legs, clad in stockings, with a seductive yet elegant air as she pulled down her panties.

"Don't look..." Zhou Juanjuan blushed. It was her first time making love with her youngest son, and as
a woman, she still felt a natural shyness.

"Mom is so beautiful, why don't you look?" Zhou Yizheng smiled and pushed Zhou Juanjuan down onto the grass,
spreading her long, beautiful legs and bringing his face close to her hot vulva. He took two pubic hairs into his mouth and began to bite them.
One hand stroked the soft inner thighs covered by thin stockings, enjoying the silky touch of the stockings, while
the other hand reached for her delicate labia, gently spreading them apart, and a clear stream of vaginal fluid slowly flowed out
.

"So fragrant..." Zhou Yizheng smiled and dipped his tongue in the vaginal fluid, savoring it carefully for a while, then smacked
his lips : "Mom, your fluid is sweet."

"Where is it sweet—ah!" Zhou Yizheng's tongue licked Zhou Juanjuan's small and cute clitoris, and with a gentle
touch , the vaginal fluid gushed out even more uncontrollably. While continuing to attack the bright red bud with his tongue, Zhou Yizheng
slowly inserted his fingers into Zhou Juanjuan's tight vagina between her labia, stirring them around.

"Ah, um—it's so itchy..." Zhou Juanjuan moaned, hugging Zhou Yizheng's head tightly: "Xiao, Xiaozheng
, turn your lower body around first, Mom will give you a blowjob..."

Zhou Yizheng quickly turned his body, assuming a 69 position with Zhou Juanjuan, and his throbbing, slightly aching
penis was immediately taken into Zhou Juanjuan's mouth, the warm, moist mouth instantly relieving some of his lust.

"Hmm..." Zhou Yizheng continued to lick and bite Zhou Juanjuan's clitoris, but the pleasure from his penis
also made him involuntarily let out low groans from deep within his nose. He began inserting two fingers into
Zhou Juanjuan's slippery vagina, slowly thrusting in and out. Under this onslaught, Zhou Juanjuan quickly lost
her focus on giving him oral sex, gripping his penis tightly and moaning softly, "Ah... Xiao Zheng... Ah
..."

Zhou Yizheng remained silent, holding his breath as he continued his relentless assault on Zhou Juanjuan's clitoris and vagina,
increasing the speed of his thrusts. Soon, Zhou Juanjuan shuddered, almost throwing Zhou Yizheng off her body, her body
convulsing, her lower abdomen contracting in waves, her beautiful vagina gushing out
streams .

"Ah—ah—ah—" Zhou Juanjuan screamed in a daze, the clear vaginal fluid spraying far down Zhou Yizheng's
fingers , most of it landing on a small shrub not far away, covering the leaves and then slowly
dripping down.

"Mom, why did you squirt so much? You can squirt?" After Zhou Juanjuan calmed down a bit, Zhou Yizheng
smiled and withdrew his finger, bringing out another stream of vaginal fluid from Zhou Juanjuan's vagina.

"I... I rarely squirt..." Zhou Juanjuan breathed weakly, her pink face flushed with an alluring blush.
Zhou Yizheng sat down next to Zhou Juanjuan, looking at her alluring eyes filled with desire, and smiled, "Was it good?"

"So good...so good I could die...I bet that fair-skinned girl just now died from pleasure like that..."

"Then how about I make Mom die from pleasure like that too?" Zhou Yizheng knelt between Zhou Juanjuan's still wide-open legs,
holding his erect penis, aiming it at her muddy vagina.

"Mmm...okay..." Zhou Juanjuan twisted her slender waist, her silk-stockinged legs already wrapped around Zhou
Yizheng 's waist and hips. Zhou Yizheng didn't rush to insert it, but instead held his penis,
rubbing the glans against Zhou Juanjuan's two pink labia. The extreme stimulation made Zhou Juanjuan unbearably itchy, her entire vulva felt like it was melting
, and the sticky, lustful fluids flowed uncontrollably from between her two engorged labia.

"Xiao Zheng...stop rubbing...stop teasing Mommy...it's so itchy, I can't stand it...put it in..."
Zhou Juanjuan's eyes seemed to be shimmering with honey, her voice so sweet it melted Zhou Yizheng's heart. He gasped
, "Mom...you're so horny..."

"So, so annoying...Mom's always been horny..." Zhou Juanjuan looked at Zhou Yizheng with a coquettish and wanton gaze, her
long, soft, pink legs already tightly wrapped around Zhou Yizheng's buttocks, trying her best to pull him towards her body. Zhou Yizheng could no longer
restrain himself. He grabbed Zhou Juanjuan's plump, white, and tender breasts, and with a thrust of his waist, he forced his hot glans apart
Zhou Juanjuan's wet petals, pushing it into her moist, slippery vagina.

"Mmm—" Zhou Juanjuan was finally overwhelmed by the feeling of fullness, closing her alluring eyes, slightly
opening her moist little mouth, and exhaling sweet breaths with sweet moans. Zhou Yizheng was already
incredibly excited, but he had been holding back to make his mother more comfortable. This time, his penis
was tightly enveloped by Zhou Juanjuan's soft and tender vagina, and the intense pleasure made him involuntarily thrust forcefully. His hands were still
tightly squeezing his mother's tender breasts, while his lower body thrust powerfully into the depths of Zhou Juanjuan's vagina.

Zhou Juanjuan was also completely captivated by the pleasure. Her pair of snow-white legs were spread wide open, and she desperately thrust her full
and plump , allowing Zhou Yizheng to reach the deepest point with each thrust. Her pair of white and tender hands spasmed and grabbed wildly,
finally grabbing two clumps of grass. Her fair and slender fingers tightly gripped the grass leaves, twisting them unrecognizable.

Her delicate and vibrant vulva, having just been filled with lustful fluid, was even more sensitive and overflowing with warm, sticky
moisture. With each thrust of Zhou Yizheng, it became covered in his penis. Every time Zhou Yizheng thrust all the way in,
a stream of white foam would squeeze out from the junction of his penis and labia. And every time Zhou Yizheng withdrew,
a strand of cloudy white mucus would come out, appearing particularly lewd and
stimulating .

Zhou Yizheng breathed heavily, releasing his mother's breasts, which were now marked with red welts from his pinching. He gripped her
round, fragrant shoulders tightly, thrusting his penis forcefully. Zhou Juanjuan's mind was slowly
filled with wave after wave of pleasure, threatening to overflow. Sweat beaded on her wide-open, white legs, staining her thin
stockings. Her hands released the grass leaves, replacing Zhou Yizheng's hands to firmly grasp her own firm,
erect breasts, which remained high even while lying on her back. Her fingers played with her engorged nipples, which seemed about to burst, and her slightly parted
mouth uttered seductive utterances. Pleasure and satisfaction: "Mmm, mmm... mmm, Xiao Zheng... you're
fucking so good... so deep... hitting, hitting Mommy's G-spot... be gentle... ah, I can't, I can't take it
anymore... Mommy... Mommy is going to... die of pleasure too—"

Zhou Juanjuan shook her head frantically, three hairpins couldn't hold back her flowing hair, strands of black hair
flying endlessly on the green grass, her eyes saw her mother's beautiful and wanton expression, her ears heard her mother's
ecstatic and seductive moans, her nose smelled her mother's sweet and fragrant scent, and her mother's hot and wet vagina
... She sucked on Zhou Yizheng's hot penis incessantly, seemingly guiding him to thrust harder with each stroke, forcefully
ramming his penis into Zhou Juanjuan's tender clitoris like a pile driver. In this intense intercourse, both mother and son approached
the peak of lust, especially Zhou Juanjuan. The electric, tingling sensation from her clitoris made her dizzy as if drunk,
finally overwhelmed by the tide of pleasure that surged through every nerve in her body. Her limbs went limp, and she could only convulse
as she clung tightly to Zhou Yizheng, moaning, "Ah—ah—Xiaozheng—Mom, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming…"

Warm streams of vaginal fluid flowed once more… The fluid gushed from Zhou Juanjuan's uterus and splattered onto Zhou Yizheng's glans. Zhou Yizheng
frantically embraced Zhou Juanjuan, thrusting wildly, crying out, "Mom—Juanjuan—Juanjuan…so good—
ah…"

Both mother and son were completely focused on their union. Zhou Yizheng was also nearing ejaculation, the intense
thrusting bringing rapid splashes of water. He was panting, as if about to reach his climax, when suddenly a righteous and authoritative
low shout rang out: "What are you doing?"

Both were startled. Zhou Yizheng's penis, on the verge of ejaculation, immediately lost its pleasure, and he looked up
blankly at the man in front of him.

"Making…making love…" Zhou Juanjuan responded somewhat embarrassedly.

"Do you have a certificate?"

"Yes, yes!" Zhou Yizheng quickly pulled out the marriage certificate he had just received that morning and handed it over.

"Hmm... anything else?"

"Huh? What other certificates do I need?" Zhou Yizheng was a little confused. The officer in the peaked cap laughed smugly, "See, I caught you
red-handed, didn't I? According to national regulations, to have legal sex, you need a certificate. Besides a marriage certificate, if you want to have sex in a public place
, you also need a health certificate, a temporary residence permit, a public place sex permit, a tax payment certificate, a certificate of no property ownership... and so on,
a total of eighteen certificates. Oh, and the man also needs an ejaculation certificate, and the woman needs an ejaculation certificate."

Zhou Yizheng and Zhou Juanjuan stared at each other blankly. The blush on Zhou Juanjuan's face from her orgasm hadn't faded yet.
She muttered, "Dozens of certificates are needed for sex..."

"Without a certificate, you'll be fined," the officer in the peaked cap said in a deep voice.

"Uh... how much?"

"Do you want a receipt? Two hundred if you want a receipt, one hundred if you don't." The officer in the peaked cap took out a receipt book and asked.

"Uh? Isn't this something only traffic police do?" Zhou Yizheng's eyes widened in surprise.

"The traffic police department's advanced experience has been promoted nationwide. How's it going?"

"I want a receipt..." Zhou Juanjuan was still breathing softly.

"Uh...it's a hundred yuan more expensive." Zhou Yizheng's penis was almost soft; he glanced at Zhou Juanjuan, somewhat
dissatisfied.

"To avoid trouble..."

"Alright, alright..." Zhou Yizheng pulled out two bills, took back a hastily written receipt,
and chuckled as he stuffed the money into his pocket. "Take your time, you two. Sorry to bother you." With that, he disappeared into the woods.

The mother and son exchanged a bewildered glance. Zhou Juanjuan laughed, "Xiaozheng hasn't ejaculated yet, shall we continue?"

"Hmm... Mom, give me a blowjob. Honestly, you almost scared me into impotence." "

Okay..."

As the sun began to set, the mother and son finally left the woods, their backs aching and their legs weak. Zhou Yizheng had ejaculated twice,
while Zhou Juanjuan had experienced five orgasms. The two walked hand in hand, leaning against each other, towards the park entrance, their eyes filled with extreme
satisfaction.

A few people were gathered around something at the park entrance. Two curious onlookers approached and saw a young
woman crying and cursing: "...Tell me! Why did you become a '50 Cent Party' member?!"

A young man who looked not much older than her was smiling apologetically and
pleading softly, "Cousin...it's so fragrant...it was the boss's arrangement, I had no choice..."

"Waaaaah...My cousin is the most upright and best man. I've always dreamed that my first
husband would be him...waaaaah...I've finally grown up, I can get married, but my cousin became a
'50 Cent Party' member...I'm so sad...so sad...I'd rather marry a dog than a '50 Cent Party' member..."
The girl cried, her face streaked with tears, her pitiful and desperate expression heartbreaking. The onlookers whispered among themselves:
"Such a good young man, how could he do something so despicable..." "Sigh...poor little girl..."
"I'm not saying this to be mean, but a 50-cent troll is worse than a dog... at least a dog wouldn't betray its conscience."

The little girl's crying and the onlookers' chatter finally pushed the young man to his breaking point. He shouted, "Xiang'er !
I'm not a 50-cent troll anymore! Don't cry! I'll quit tomorrow! Even if I starve to death, I won't do that heartless thing again!
Don't cry! Give your cousin a chance, okay?"

"Really?" The little girl looked at the young man with teary eyes, asking incredulously.

"Really! When has your cousin ever lied to you?" The young man's face turned red with anxiety. The little girl finally
smiled through her : "Okay! I know my cousin wouldn't lie! After my cousin quits his job, I'll marry him, okay?"

"Of course, Xiang'er, your cousin has been waiting for you for so many years." The young man smiled and hugged the little girl tightly,
gently stroking her soft hair and patting her still-not-so-full shoulders.

"Cousin, let's go home. It's getting dark."

"Okay, I'll take you home first."

"Okay, Xiang'er wants cousin to carry her!" The little girl pouted, and the young man glanced shyly at the smiling
audience, then picked up Xiang'er's petite body and carried her to the bus stop. Zhou Yizheng was
touched by this heartwarming scene, smiled, turned his head, and said softly, "I'll carry Juanjuan home too, okay?"

Zhou Juanjuan blushed slightly and nodded shyly. The little girl's
coquettishness , and she leaned softly against Zhou Yizheng, letting her son carry her to the bus stop.

Back home, Zhou Juanjuan started cooking. Zhou Yizheng went to the computer to check; the processing of that radio wave
was almost finished. Bored, he opened a few forums and started cursing again.

"Xiaozheng... what's wrong?" Zhou Juanjuan heard her son's angry voice and asked softly from the kitchen.

"It's nothing... I spent a year writing a paper and posted it online. A lot of people read it but didn't
reply or support it... and even reposted it to other websites. Fine, they can repost it, but they should at least tell me! And they didn't even
credit me as the original author... Honestly, why are there so many people who like to get something for nothing?"

"Really? Xiao Zheng, don't worry, you're capable, so don't be afraid of these things... Those who don't reply or support you
definitely won't get married. Anyway, Mom would never marry someone like that."

"Hmm... I know, just venting." Zhou Yizheng smiled, stood up, and walked into the kitchen,
hugging : "Today is my and Mom's big day, who wants to be angry with those people?"

"Oh... let's eat first? After dinner, take a good shower... I got all dirty on the grass,
it's uncomfortable..."

"Then let's shower together, okay?"

"Hmm..."

Zhou Yizheng smiled and released his hand, watching Zhou Juanjuan busily bring the food to the table. The mother and son
finished their simple dinner together. Zhou Juanjuan cleared the dishes, while Zhou Yizheng returned to the computer. Finally, the
radio wave processing was complete, and a video image was being generated.

Zhou Yizheng couldn't help but hold his breath nervously, staring intently at the progress bar. Zhou Juanjuan finished washing the dishes and walked to
Zhou Yizheng's side, her warm and sweet body pressing against his back: "Husband..."

"Mom... good Juanjuan, wait, this might be a major scientific discovery." Zhou Yizheng's voice
trembled slightly.

"Hmm?" Upon hearing this, Zhou Juanjuan quickly looked away from Zhou Yizheng's face and towards the computer screen. The video was almost finished.
Zhou Yizheng calmed down a bit, smiling as he reached out and gently kneaded Zhou Juanjuan's plump, soft
breasts.

"Xiao Zheng...husband." Zhou Juanjuan looked at Zhou Yizheng with seductive eyes. Just then, the video finished
. Zhou Yizheng continued to tease his mother's breasts with one hand, while picking up the mouse with the other and clicking on the video. Suddenly, his eyes widened.

After a burst of static, the image became somewhat blurry, seemingly a news clip.
A neatly dressed female host was reading a news report into the microphone. Mother and son exchanged a glance, and Zhou
Yizheng's voice trembled: "How is this possible? This is the first time I've seen a female TV host broadcasting the news in clothes?"

"Strange...is it some kind of movie clip?" Zhou Juanjuan was also puzzled; she had never seen a female host dressed in
clothes .

"Let's see." Zhou Yizheng's hand reached inside Zhou Juanjuan's collar but he forgot to do anything. The female anchor's
voice on the TV was noisy, but the subtitles read: "2011 Guangdong Province middle school student gender statistics: 2.2
million boys, 700,000 girls, the male-to-female ratio has exceeded three to one..."

"It's in Chinese... but there's no Guangdong province in China, so the male-to-female ratio couldn't possibly be three to one!"
Zhou Yizheng was even more puzzled, his eyebrows furrowing. Zhou Juanjuan was also puzzled: "It's just this year... so
strange ."

The screen started to show strong interference again. Zhou Yizheng thought for a moment, then withdrew his hand from Zhou Juanjuan's chest and...
He called his colleague: "Where did you receive this radio wave?"

"Our radio telescope array received it from a completely dark direction deep in space..."

"Not radio wave pollution from Earth?"

"Absolutely impossible! Our receiving equipment is interference-resistant, and besides, radio waves from Earth couldn't possibly
come from that direction, and even if they did, they wouldn't be this complete!"

"...Hmm. Are there any features in that direction of space?"

"No. It's precisely because it has no features that we can find phenomena at the edge of the universe...
What's wrong?"

"We don't have a clue yet, but this radio wave seems very strange."

"Logically, there shouldn't be any radio waves in that direction. Could it be from a parallel universe?"

"I don't know. Let's talk about it next Monday." After chatting for a few more minutes, Zhou Yizheng hung up the phone. The computer screen
was still a mess. Zhou Yizheng smiled and picked up Zhou Juanjuan: "Juanjuan, my good wife, let's take a shower first."

"Mmm..." Zhou Juanjuan smiled and leaned on her son's shoulder. The two went into the bathroom, but then the computer
screen returned to normal, and the news continued: "...In many parts of our country, the male-to-female birth ratio has already exceeded
three to one, and in some areas it has exceeded four to one or even five to one. Some experts have pointed out that if this trend continues, it will
cause serious social problems in the near future..."

(Full text—

"Wait, OP! Don't say 'The End' yet!"

"Huh? Why?"

"It's only Saturday, there's still Sunday!"

"Don't you know this is a magical land, a great nation?
I won't tell you about miracles like only six days a week... It's the national condition! The national condition! You know!"

"Huh?"

"Now can I say it? The End.")

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