Migration—The Story I Had to Tell My Son—Chapter 29

Since my son and I had our own "home," our lives have finally gotten back on track. As soon as I get off work, I rush home to cook, and after dinner, my son and I head straight to our new place. Sometimes, when things get heated, my son and I arrange to have a "small get-together" at home for lunch. Even more so, if my son and I can't resist, I'll call Yang Wei after get off work and have him order takeout, while I head to our "home," where I'll be beneath him, using all my seductive charm to do what we love…
Without Yang Wei's entanglement and without the limitations of the venue, my son and I were like animals in heat, trying our best to take everything from each other's bodies!
After more than a year of passionate "marital life," I felt like I was basking in a spring breeze, my face beaming with joy, a picture of smug satisfaction. My skin looked even smoother and more radiant, as if it could be squeezed to release its own moisture! The nourishment of sex truly rekindled my youthful passion!
Surrounded by happiness, I started paying attention to my clothing. They say women dress to please their lovers, and my style began to vary wildly. Sometimes I'd be the quintessential working woman, in a skirt suit and blazer, paired with flesh-colored stockings—effortlessly elegant; other times, a long trench coat and short skirt, with black tights—another display of poise; sometimes long hair flowing, a tight-fitting dress, and skinny jeans—endless allure; sometimes a tight t-shirt and knee-high boots—undeniably seductive… often leaving my son speechless, his eyes practically sparkling! I was quite pleased with how infatuated he was with me, but if we were at home, what followed was inevitably his beastly assault and tearing… After my ecstatic climax, I'd inevitably have to put back on the clothes my son had rumpled, and then, with his wicked smile after his indulgence, drag him out the door…
However, whenever I'm alone, or when my son is away at school for a few days, a worry slowly creeps into my mind—my biggest concern: my son will be a senior in college this fall. He's still very naive now, but men eventually have to venture out into the world. What if he experiences the outside world, discovers its wonders, and then becomes as infatuated with me as he is now? Will he find me old and faded, and instead pursue those young, beautiful girls? Oh my god! I can't live without my son anymore! What should I do if that happens?
Forget it! There's no point in thinking about it too much. Since I can't predict the future, I can only cherish the present and enjoy every moment with my son!
These vibrant and sexually charged days passed quickly, and before we knew it, it was late May. The weather started to get warmer, and my son and I became increasingly passionate. However, our happy days soon became anything but peaceful…
I don't know what's wrong with me these past few days. I often lose my temper for no reason. Sometimes it's my colleagues, sometimes it's my son, and most of the time it's Yang Wei. The problem is, when I calm down, I don't even know what's wrong with me. It's such a small thing, but it makes me so agitated.
A few days passed in this inexplicable way. Then, on Monday morning, I went to the bathroom to wash up. Suddenly, my stomach churned, and I felt like I was about to vomit. I immediately squatted down by the toilet and pretended to gag.
However, I only gagged a few times, but nothing came out.
After a while, I still hadn't vomited. I slowly stood up and went to the sink. "What's wrong?"
"Fang Yan!" The sound of retching woke Yang Wei, who was still in bed, and he asked.
"It's nothing, my stomach's just a bit upset, it keeps churning, I feel like throwing up but there's nothing there," I replied.
"Did you eat something that made you sick?" Yang Wei continued.
"Maybe..." I replied absentmindedly.
Suddenly, I saw my face in the mirror, a face I hadn't seen in so long, yet so familiar—the weariness that couldn't be hidden beneath my delicate skin, the slightly furrowed brows that looked so aggrieved, and the languor that couldn't be concealed between my brows!
This looks so much like how I looked 20 years ago when I was pregnant with my son!
Could I be pregnant?!
I was suddenly startled! I was terrified by the thought that had suddenly popped into my head!
But... but looking at myself in the mirror, recalling my nausea just now, and thinking back to how I've been inexplicably angry lately... all these signs indicate that I might be pregnant!
This is so sudden! It's unbelievable!
I was completely unprepared for this, and I immediately became nervous!
Oh right, there's one more thing I haven't counted: menstruation! Yes, that's menstrual period!
My period is very regular. It's usually on the 10th of every month, with a difference of no more than 3 days before or after.
So what's today? My brain immediately started racing.
Oh my god! Today is May 23rd!!!
I was stunned! No way!
Did I really get infected?!
Whose is it? That question immediately popped into my head!
Sigh! I'm really at a loss for words—if I really get pregnant, whose child could it be? Yang Wei hasn't touched me for over three years! It can only be that bastard!
Looking back on the nearly three years of our intimate moments, my son and I have hardly ever used condoms. I've considered taking precautions, and my son has suggested it more than once, but I always find condoms uncomfortable. It feels like there's a barrier, a lack of openness between lovers. Besides, I love the tingling sensation of my uterus being filled with my son's semen! It's so pleasurable! So stimulating! Therefore, I always object. Sometimes, even when my son uses a condom and it makes me uncomfortable, I'll pause, peel off the rubber coating from his penis, throw it away, and then reopen my legs, letting his naked penis enter my vagina. The direct friction between his penis and vagina brings me to an ecstatic orgasm!
Sigh! If I really get pregnant, then I'll really be asking for trouble!
Amidst my regret and frustration, a question suddenly arose before me: This is the fruit of my love with my son, but after he is born, should he call him Dad or Brother? And should he call me Mom or Grandma?
Should we call Yang Wei "Dad" or "Grandpa"?
Yang Wei?! If he knew I'd cheated on him like this, he'd kill us!
This is such a frustrating and embarrassing question! I immediately became nervous again!
What should I do? Should I have a serious talk with my son?
I was in a daze all morning. My mind was filled with thoughts of pregnancy, son, grandson, mother, wife, husband, Yang Wei...
I'm about to break down!
However, this is something that cannot be told to anyone else, not even Chen Rong!
What should I do?! I'm going crazy!
No! I'm about to break down if this keeps up!
The first issue now is to confirm whether I am really pregnant. Once that's confirmed, we can address other issues.
I immediately left my workplace, drove around several streets, and arrived at a secluded pharmacy.
"Um... give me a... an early pregnancy test strip..." I said stammeringly to the young woman at the pharmacy, my face flushed.
接过小姑娘递来的试纸，我扔下１００块钱，头也不回地走了。留下后面小姑娘一阵阵的"你钱还没找你呢……"我实在是难为情死了，面前的小姑娘看年纪足足比我小了２０都不止，也许只有儿子那么大。可我，一个可以做她阿姨的女人，却在她这里买早早孕试纸！一直以来，我都是很保守的女人——虽然在儿子面前，我是特别的放浪、特别的风骚，甚至可以用淫荡来形容！但是，在别人面前，我始终是一个保守的女人！所以，我不能接受自己在外人面前，尤其是在这么年轻的一个小姑娘面前买这么一种东西！这样就意味着我是一个淫荡的女人——至少在除了儿子之外的所有人看来，我是一个保守的好女人！更何况，我买来的试纸，是用来测试我在千百次和自己的亲生儿子乱伦偷情后，是不是怀上了禁忌的果实！！！
这太离谱了！太偏离我的轨道了！
如果说和儿子的乱伦禁忌已经打破了我几十年的循规蹈矩，但那毕竟是我和儿子的秘密。但是，背夫偷情后的怀孕生子是隐藏不了的！更何况是和我亲生的儿子！我忍受不了千夫所指的折磨！
我越想越怕，急急忙忙来到一间公厕（目前我惊慌失措的样子哪还适合去上班啊？另外，我也怕被同事怀疑），小心翼翼地用试纸开始取样验证……
焦心的１５分钟对我来说简直是折磨！我坐在车里，手里紧紧地捏住试纸，目不转睛地看着那红色的部位……
１５分钟后，结果出来了！我不相信！
２０分钟还是没变！可能有误差！
２５分钟还是不动！可能还要再等一下！
３０分钟还在那里！腥红的一条！那么明显的一条！
我呆住了！看来没有疑问了！我中招了！
怎么办！？
我还是不死心！会不会试纸有问题？
我没有做他想，马上驱车去了市二医院！
心情忐忑的我直接挂了妇科，去了ｂ超。
这一次没有了焦急的等待，因为ｂ超医生直接告诉了我结果——恭喜你！你要做妈妈了！
这一次很奇怪！从医生的嘴里说出我要做妈妈了，突然之间，我的心里说不出的味道，，又有惊喜、又有郁闷、又有懊恼，还有温柔……是啊！换个角度想，我要为我亲爱的儿子生一个大胖小子，这是多么让人心醉的事情啊！
但是，这不是这么简单的事情，世俗的眼光、杨伟的问题、、还有近亲生育小孩子生理的问题……
还有一点，我和儿子的关系，是不被世俗所接受的，我们目前虽然蜜里调油、你侬我侬，但是我怀孕的事情，儿子能接受吗？他自己只有２０岁不到。这么重大的事情儿子会不会手足无措，会不会害怕，然后由此讨厌起我来——天哪！我真的不能没有儿子！我已经离不开他了！我真的不知道没有他的日子我该怎么过！
千头万绪，是该把我的主心骨找来商量商量了。想到这，我走上车，拨通了儿子的电话。
"喂……"接通电话，我听到了儿子磁性的声音，"中午回家一趟……嗯……早点来……有事和你说……好的……拜拜……"心不在焉地开车回到我和儿子的"家"，一点胃口没有，没有吃中饭，只是静静地坐在床上，等待着那个人的归来！
我从没有像现在这么无助过、这么依赖他过，我现在只想扑到他的怀里，寻求他的慰藉！
１２点，儿子回来了，我满腹心事，全是委屈，看着面前的儿子，我像是找到了主心骨，猛地扑到了他的怀里，眼泪不争气地流了出来。
"怎么了？妈妈！怎么了？别哭了！乖！告诉我怎么了？"儿子见我这样，顿时紧张起来，轻拍着我的后背，问道。
儿子虽然这么问，我也想照实回答，可是……可是怎么说的出口啊！
"妈妈！到底怎么了？谁欺负你了？"儿子见我不说话，更是紧张起来。
"我……我……"哎呀！我还是说不出口。
"怎么了？是不是爸爸骂你、打你了？"儿子见我这样，急坏了，马上想到了杨伟欺负我。
"不是的！不是的！"我马上辩驳道。
"那到底怎么了？"儿子都快急死了！
"都怪你！"我嗔怒中明显带着撒娇。
"啊？"儿子张大了嘴，一副莫名其妙的表情！
"我……我怀孕了……"我红着脸，咬紧牙，低着头，终于轻声说出了事实。
"不会吧！"儿子的声音提高了８度，听上去疑惑不堪。
"怎么不会？这个月例假已经晚了半个月了，我一直就在怀疑，加上这些天心情一直不好，情绪很坏，今天早上我都晨呕了，上午买了一张早早孕试纸，结果……结果真怀上了！"我说得越来越快，似乎不吐不快。
看着儿子一副傻呆呆的样子，我索性说到底。
"后来我没去公司，直接去医院做了个ｂ超。喏！这就是检查结果！"我越说声音越大，似乎很委屈，接着拿出那张医院检查单扔到儿子的身上。
儿子捡起报告单仔细地看了一会儿，突然高兴地叫了起来："呵呵！太棒了！
我要做爸爸了！"声音明显的激动起来，接着，猛地把我拦腰抱了起来。
"哎呦！你轻点……我肚子里有小家伙了……"我见儿子这么高兴，刚才的焦虑、疑惑、紧张顿时一扫而光，儿子很喜欢小宝宝！儿子不是那种没有担当、不负责任的小男生，是个顶天立地的男子汉！我释然后，随即开始娇嗔起来。
"呵呵！我要做爸爸了……宝贝儿……我要做爸爸了……老婆……你太棒了……我也很棒……哈哈……"儿子明显很兴奋，轻轻地把我放倒在床上。
"混蛋！别光顾着乐啊！我还烦着呢！"我蹙眉说道。
"怎么了？宝贝儿！"
"你让我怎么和人家说啊？大着肚子怎么见人啊？"
"这有什么！女人怀孕不是很正常吗？"
"那怀了谁的？"
"当然是我的！"
"我能和人家说吗？就说杨伟的老婆方妍怀了自己儿子的宝宝？"我明显声音大了起来。
"就对别人说是爸爸的不就行了！这孩子我养！"儿子说得斩钉截铁。
"可是……可是杨伟他阳痿啊！他已经３年多没碰我了……并且，他现在一直在家，我要是怀孕了，挺着个肚子，他看到还不得疯掉？"我说道。
"那就和他离婚！反正你就是我的女人！"儿子说的很坚决！
"傻儿子！"我说着说着都快哭了，"唉！这是我和你爱情的结晶，可是，你想想，生下来的话，小家伙是该叫你爸爸还是哥哥呢？！叫我妈妈还是奶奶呢？
叫杨伟爸爸还是爷爷呢？还有，我和你可是近亲生育啊！！！"我说的话强烈地冲击到了儿子的心里，他低下头，开始沉思起来。
我现在痛苦万分，一方面我很爱儿子，说实话可以的话我真的想给他生个儿子，另一方面我又担心我和儿子的事情败露，影响到我和儿子的声誉，另外，近亲生育、何况是妈妈和儿子结合的产物，会是多么不确定的风险啊！
唉！这是不是一种悲哀？
沉默了半晌，只听儿子低沉的声音说道："那你说怎么办？"又是沉默了好长时间，我和儿子两个人明显都在挣扎。
"妈妈！这孩子我们还是不要了吧！"儿子说话了，声音听上去是那么的凄凉。
"可是……老公……我真的想给你生个儿子啊……"我哭了出来，听上去真的很揪心。
"呵呵……我自己都还没长大呢……过几年再说吧……还有机会的……没事了……不哭……"儿子在劝慰我，我知道他很难受，但却强作欢颜在劝慰我。
我没有言语，房间里只听到断断续续的抽噎声……
静静的，我知道，我们两人妥协了，达成一致了……
当天直至第二天，我和儿子一直依偎相拥在一起，没有出门。我们俩都需要从对方那里获取勇气和力量，去安抚我和儿子这段有违人伦的禁忌。我需要慰藉，作为一个母亲，一个确认怀孕了的母亲，做出如此艰难的抉择，我需要勇气，更需要信心……
下午我打了个电话给杨伟，和他说店里生意很好，来了个大客户，要忙到很晚，晚上不回去了。
当晚我和儿子确定了接下去的两件事情：一是尽快找一家医院，把肚子里的孩子流掉，否则时间拖得越长，对身体的影响越大，同时，天气越来越热了，穿的衣服越来越少了，拖得时间越长，渐渐长大的肚子容易露馅。另外一件事，就是赶紧找一家代理机构，让杨伟出去疗养一段时间，否则，我人流后在家躺一个月杨伟还不得怀疑？
第二天中午，儿子就打听好了，有一个机构正在做去青岛疗养的计划，主要是服务那些正在物理治疗的人群，时间为２个月。
晚上吃饭的时候，我建议杨伟去参加这个疗养，而且可以申请单位公费。杨伟听了，很是高兴，也许，这几个月他在家也呆腻了。
接下去几天，我忙着去杨伟单位申请这次公费疗养。好在杨伟平常单位人缘不错，几次来回后，也顺利地办妥了。
终于，杨伟在周五出发。看着远去的飞机，也许，对杨伟而言，现在的离去，是最好的选择，否则，他将如何面对自己的妻子和自己的儿子居然做出有违人伦的禁忌之事，更让他难堪的是，自己的妻子和自己的儿子居然还有了"爱的结晶"——这得是多么巨大的嘲讽啊！
而对我和儿子而言，杨伟的离去，是最好的事情。没有了杨伟的牵绊，我才能好好的"休养".所以，杨伟此时的离去，对大家而言，不失为一个皆大欢喜的事情。坐在车里，我静静地依偎在儿子的怀里，我从没有像现在这么依赖过他，也许，不知不觉间，由于有了肚子里我和儿子的骨肉，我和儿子的感情又上升到了一个新的高度。因为，他现在不单单是我的儿子，更是我肚子里宝宝的爸爸。
我和儿子的关系更多了一层亲密，这使得我越发依恋起他来。
送走杨伟后，我赶忙回单位办理我自己的休假事宜了。我请了２５天的假，加上周末，刚好３５天，够一个小月子了。给领导们的说法是，和朋友们约好了，去一趟欧洲和南美洲。领导们对于我的申请，从来都是答应的。
第二天，我和儿子开始着手我们自己的事了。
出于安全保密的考虑，我们开车去了邻省最近的地级医院。
这辈子我从没有做过人流手术，我害怕极了。在儿子爱怜的眼神下，我被推了进去……
个中痛苦不用言表，虚弱的我出来之后，感觉整个人都快倒了，这个时候，儿子有力的臂膀支撑住了我的身体……
还是出于保密考虑，我们在当地找了一个护理的保姆阿姨，跟着我们一起回家。
接下来这段时间，我一直在床上躺着，吃喝拉撒全由请来的保姆帮忙。
儿子这段时间也忙得不行，一下课就回来照顾我，对我嘘寒问暖的，实在是体贴至极。
保姆确实很专业，加上儿子的细心照料，我恢复得很快，慢慢地我从刚做完手术后的虚弱不堪逐步逐步恢复过来。
杨伟走的第一天晚上我就让儿子睡在了原本该他爸爸睡得主卧大床上，这一方面是我越发离不开他，另一方面这段时间我粘得他特别紧，他一回来我就要靠在他身上，和他说些不着边际的话，我感觉自己越来越不像个做妈妈的了，反倒是有些小姑娘的味道了。
保姆一直看在眼里，我知道他一定会有自己的小九九。无论我保养得多好，无论我在儿子的辛勤"耕耘"下身体有了多么巨大的变化，我必须承认，外人看上去，一定会惊讶于我和儿子的亲密关系，也一定会认为这是一段"姐弟恋"，实际上，我和儿子的关系远比这"姐弟恋"更是骇世惊俗！
刚开始，我和儿子对于当着保姆的面同床共枕有些尴尬，对于当着一个外人这么亲密有些不大习惯，毕竟我们一直以来都是偷偷摸摸瞒着别人的，在外人面前我们一直都是正常的母子关系，但我随即一想，我心里早就把儿子当做我方妍唯一的男人了，和自己的老公一起睡不是天经地义的吗？想通了这一点，我也就释然了。慢慢地，我和儿子从刚开始的扭扭捏捏，变得自然坦荡起来。在一起的时候，儿子很自然地揽着我的腰，而我，则很配合地挽着他的手臂，依偎在他的怀里——无形中，保姆竟然成了这世上见证我和儿子实际关系的第一个人！
当然，对于儿子的身份，我自然需要修饰一下。我对保姆当然不会说儿子每天是去上学、放学——那可就露馅了，我和她说儿子是去上班了。
时间过得飞快，一转眼，到了６月下旬了，我在床上也躺了快一个月了。我的脸色也由原来的苍白慢慢变成了红润，似乎比以前更滋润了，我心情也慢慢地好了起来，常常和儿子有说有笑的。
杨伟期间打过两个电话回家，我们也打了１个电话过去给他，我当然没说我在家里休养，只聊了聊他那边的情况、恢复的状况……一切在外人看上去都是那么的温馨、和谐。只是远在青岛的杨伟，却不知道在时隔２０年后，他的妻子再次怀孕了，此刻正在人流后把他支开舒舒服服地做着小月子！而把他的妻子肚子搞大的，不是别人，正是他的儿子！
保姆没事的时候也常和我坐着聊天，陪我解闷。这天闲来没事，儿子去上课了。
"你福气真好！"保姆在陪我聊天，"老公这么疼你！小月子都要休养１个月。在俺们农村，没了就没了，第二天就下地了。"
"呵呵！我老公是很疼我的。"我顺着她的话，很骄傲地说道。
"你老公是真的好，这么忙，还天天一有空就回家来看你，生怕你受累似的，看得俺真羡慕。"保姆笑着说道。
"呵呵……"我听保姆这么夸奖儿子，心里像是乐开了花似的。
"可是……你不要说俺多嘴啊……你老公看上去很嫩啊！你得看紧点啊！"保姆继续问道。
"呃……男人嘛，老得慢……冯阿姨，你去给我烧碗面吧，我想吃面了。"我被保姆触动了心事，草草敷衍了过去，赶紧把她打发走了。
真是个长舌妇！我在想，我和儿子的关系你能知晓的？他是我老公，也是我儿子，能不年轻吗？！
又过了几天，周末休息，儿子在床边和我聊天，保姆去买水果去了。
"妈妈！今天气色不错！整个人很漂亮啊！"儿子看着我笑着说。
"你的意思是我以前很丑喽？"我这段时间恢复得很好，心情也很好，于是开始和儿子耍起了花枪。
"哪里？我的妈妈可是上到８０岁的老头、下到８岁的小男孩，美到通杀啊！"儿子油腔滑调起来。
"贫嘴……"虽然知道儿子是胡说八道，可是被最爱的男人夸赞，总是开心的，我忍不住娇嗔起来。
"妈妈！你真漂亮！我要亲一下！"儿子见我娇嗔的样子，有些心痒痒了。
"不给你亲！"我拒绝了儿子，但是听上去却像是在笑着说的。
"Oh dear! I haven't touched you for over a month! Please have pity on me!" my son continued, shamelessly begging me.
"More than a month! I've been lying in bed for almost a month!" I raised my voice, then pinched him, and immediately heard my son's "Ouch!" "You bastard! Every time I ask you to wear a condom, you refuse. You only care about your own pleasure and don't care about other people's lives! Look what you've done to me! I've been lying in bed for a month!" I said angrily.
"Haha! How come you're putting all the blame on me! I admit I have to take responsibility. We used condoms a few times at the beginning, but then you suggested we use the 'safe period' method and stop using them. Who knew that later on you would forbid me from using condoms, saying it would be uncomfortable with a layer between us. Haha! You said you were going to take birth control pills! If we're really talking about responsibility, I should be 60%, and you should be responsible for the remaining 40%! Haha!" The son laughed and joked.
"You rascal! You got the benefit and you're still acting innocent! I'll beat you to death!" My son exposed the truth, and I became furious. I then picked up a book and threw it at him.
After a while of playful fighting, my son calmed down, gently put his arm around my waist, and said softly, "Mom! You really suffered this time!"
"I'm fine physically, but... but... son, you know what? I actually... I really wanted to have a child for you, but I never expected..." As I spoke, I started to sob.
"It's okay, it's okay... there's plenty of time..." My son quickly patted my shoulder to comfort me when he saw me crying.
"But I still feel sorry for you..." I continued, choking back tears. Indeed, when I first found out I was pregnant, I had many concerns, but after this period of postpartum recovery, I now truly feel sorry for my son.
"Baby! It's really okay, don't worry too much. This time it really didn't happen to anyone, it was so sudden, so we didn't plan ahead. I originally thought that since I was pregnant, I would try to have the baby and let Dad be a cheap father to support me! Who would have thought that Dad would be impotent? He's so useless, he ruined my plans. Now I really hate him!" the son said bitterly.
"You rascal..." I poked my son's forehead with my finger, rolled my eyes at him, and said, "You slept with his wife, made his legal wife devoted to you, and now you've even gotten her pregnant, and you're complaining about him! Really..." I seemed to be scolding my son, but I said it with a smile, so you could tell I was joking with him. Actually, I agreed with what my son said.
"Hehe! So... nothing else matters now that I have you... baby! Don't take it to heart! Be good!" My son happily kissed my forehead after hearing me say such blunt things and continued to comfort me.
"Mmm! Thank you, honey!" I murmured dreamily, a sound that made me feel all itchy. Suddenly, I felt the atmosphere become a little ambiguous, and I started to feel warm all over. I looked up at my son and said softly, "Honey! Counting the day after tomorrow, I've been in bed for a month! Aunt Wang said that where they live, you don't even need to do postpartum confinement. I'm so uncomfortable! I want to get out of bed!" I started to whine to my son.
"Baby! Sweetie! The doctor said that from the perspective of Chinese women, after an abortion, you should rest for a full month, just like after a normal delivery. You are my precious baby, I can't bear to lose you, so you must rest for a full month. Sweetie! It'll be over the day after tomorrow!" my son comforted me.
"But...but...I want it..." I hesitated for a moment, then finally blurted out what was on my mind!
Good heavens! I don't even know what happened to me! How could I have said something so shameless!
"Hehe! My little slut finally couldn't hold back anymore?" My son seemed quite pleased with what I said. I noticed that he had already sat on the edge of the bed, while I was half-lying in his arms. His hands slowly slipped inside my pajamas and began to fondle my large breasts wantonly.
"Mmm...oh...ah...you bad boy...oh...it tickles..." I hadn't felt my son's caresses for a long time, and my body was extremely sensitive. At this moment, being attacked by my son, I immediately became excited. My cherry lips parted slightly, my eyes were hazy, and I looked like I was ready to be taken. My jade hand slowly and actively slid towards my son's long-lost big meat stick, stroking it back and forth.
With a clang, the door opened; the nanny had returned!
My son and I instinctively pulled our hands away from each other's sensitive areas.
"How annoying!" I cursed, feeling so uncomfortable being suspended in mid-air.
"Hehe! Good boy! It'll be fine the day after tomorrow! Then we can do whatever we want! Hehe!" The son smiled knowingly.
"You rascal!" I scolded playfully. "By the way, Aunt Wang is leaving the day after tomorrow. It's always uncomfortable having someone in the house!"
"Okay! No one will bother us the day after tomorrow!" My son mischievously pinched my cheek.
"You bastard...pay me back for all the debts you owe this month!" I winked at him flirtatiously.

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