Shen Xu Zhix

About my martial arts hero mother and Leng Yanjian Xiu’s sister being adopted by a foreigner imp into a meat toilet (Part I)

Preface: The first time I tried to write a first-person perspective + close relative NTR theme, the penmanship is immature, please bear more. This is a work that belongs to the nature of pen practice in terms of subject matter and brushwork, and although the outline has been written, it is still based on the reader’s feedback to evaluate whether there is value in the completion, and I hope that the comment area will receive a reply.

In the year my father died, John became my younger brother.

It was the nineteenth year of Guangxu (1893 in the Western calendar), and the foreigners committed evil acts in the land of Qilu and bullied the people. Local martial arts practitioners organized the Great Dao Society with the slogan of “prospering the Chinese and destroying the ocean, defending the wealth”, storming churches and expelling priests.

His father is the premier martial arts master in Jiangnan, and he is traveling with his family in Qilu when the uprising occurs. After witnessing the tragic situation of ordinary people being slaughtered by foreigners, he resolutely joined the Great Dao Society as a foreign aid.

At that time, the most difficult enemy of the Great Dao Society was not the garrison of foreigners, but a group of armed missionaries, who practiced evil Western martial arts and killed several local masters of the Great Dao Society in a row, until his father appeared, and then united all the martial arts experts to go through hardships to completely eliminate it.

On the night of the breach of the missionary stronghold, the father picked up the shivering John from the pile of dead people, and the righteous men discussed what to do with this orphaned foreign devil, some said that they would kill the sacrificial banner, others said that they would divide and eat, at that time, the contradiction between the countrymen and the foreigners had reached the point where even the other party’s heirs could not be slaughtered.

The father who turned this foreign imp into an orphan with his own hands, but he was moved by compassion, and he couldn’t do anything to innocent children after all. Facing the red-eyed colleagues around him, his father adopted the three-year-old foreigner as an adopted son in order to save John’s life.

In his father’s simple chivalrous concept, “ice to relieve previous suspicions” and “turn enemies into friends” are always so attractive, and perhaps he can also chant the Confucian scripture of “Yidi into China and then Huaxia”. But I think it must have been John who deceived his father by deliberately pretending to be a kind and harmless pure face that night in order to survive.

John was just a child who said everything badly, but Yidi’s nature would not change. The father’s carelessness will make all the people he loves suffer for the rest of his life.

The attack of the Dao Society and the foreigners intensified, and my mother returned to Jiangnan in advance with my sister, me and John, and on the winter solstice of that year, friends in Jianghu brought back my father’s body.

His father, who had been invincible all his life, eventually died under the firearms of foreigners.

“Don’t practice martial arts, learn literature to save the world.” This was my father’s concern for me when he was dying, and when my friends relayed these words, I saw my mother secretly wiping away tears.

“Take good care of Qing’er and Ling’er, raise John as our own flesh and blood, and don’t blame my death on the children.” My father’s will, which called my sister and me, told my mother that my mother had listened to my father the most in her life, and since then, her gaze at me and John has been the same, and we are both equally loving.

“If you suffer, you can stay with your mother if you don’t want to marry.” My sister, who was crying into tears, smiled sadly when she heard these last words, and it wasn’t until much later that I learned why my sister had that expression.

The scene of the family crying next to my father’s body has been in my mind for a long, long time, and sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and think that my father’s coffin is still parked at home.

That year, I was seven, John was four, and my sister was ten.

It is undeniable that in the first few years of Gangnam, I was indeed close to John, like a real brother.

I took him around the mountains where he grew up and taught him to play local children’s games. The skinny little man tugged at the corner of my clothes and followed me in the mountain stream, refusing to let go for a moment, until he was tired of playing, his silky blonde hair buried in my arms, and the hair made me sneeze.

We returned home in mud, kneeling together under our mother’s rebuke, and my sister sat by practicing sword dancing, looking at us coldly with a smile on her lips. When we were tired on our knees, my mother brought out the washed melons and beckoned us to eat, and John always gave me the largest melon fruit according to the rules in the Three Character Sutra that he had memorized.

“Melt four years old and can make pears. Brother Yu Chang, should be a prophet. Watching him stuttering and reciting the Mengxue classics, everyone smiled in unison, and his mother would hold him in her arms and caress his head affectionately.

Home is warm, but the world outside home is cruel. When the children in the village met him, they would shout “red-haired ghost” and hit him with stones, but I protected him behind me and used my fists and feet to make everyone recognize him as my own brother.

But he still never dared to go out alone, he knew that he was an outlier here, and he knew that he was an outlier here.

When he was nine years old, his mother asked him to accompany me down the mountain to study in a private school, and the private school teacher pulled him out of the private school with a teaching whip, and since then, he has stayed on the mountain to study martial arts with his mother, and I stayed at the bottom of the mountain to study, and I only saw him a few days a month, and the relationship gradually became a little strange.

My mother originally planned to teach me martial arts, she is the daughter of the Jiangnan Gu family, and she is unique with her sword, and her father’s sword is both unique. Although they are married to dolls, the two are extremely affectionate, and before giving birth to me, they vowed to raise a strange man with both swords and swords to dominate the martial arts in the future.

It is a pity that the guns of the foreigners came too quickly, and the rivers and lakes were shaky like the Great Qing Dynasty, and my father must have realized something before he died, so he gave up his past vows and pinned his unexplained hopes on me.

Whenever I painfully chewed the jerky sentences of the Four Books and Five Classics under my husband’s ruler, the scars of firearms on my father’s body on the night of his death always appeared in front of my eyes, and I couldn’t help but wonder, could Xi Wen really save the world? It’s better to let me learn martial arts painfully and painfully, and kill a few foreign devils to get by.

“The sword is one enemy, not enough to learn, learn from ten thousand enemies.” After teaching the Four Books and Five Sutras, Mr. Privately would occasionally talk about historical records, and he was obviously an old pedant, but he preferred such majestic chapters as “Xiangyu Benki”.

I definitely don’t dare to think about becoming a figure like the Overlord of Western Chu, but a million enemy is better than a one, so it seems that reading may really save the world more than learning martial arts.

Since then, I have studied more and more attentively, and my husband is very pleased with the talent I have revealed, thinking that I will be able to become a child in a few years, and then be admitted to Xiucai, enter the official school, and then the rest of the matter, which he has never experienced.

When I was immersed in the Four Books and Five Classics, my family lived a life of idle clouds and wild cranes on the mountain, and the time came to 30 years of Guangxu, and I had grown into an 18-year-old boy.

Over the years, many major events have happened outside, first a few people bewitched the Guangxu Emperor to engage in restoration and reform of the law, abolished the eight-strand theory of Xingze, and was pacified by Cixi Laofuye. Later, the imperial court fought a big defeat with the foreigners, and lost power and humiliated the country to the extreme. Although I am in a corner of Jiangnan, whenever I hear about the major events of these countries, my blood is always surging, and I can’t wait to rush out to donate my life to serve the country, but when I think of my father’s instructions, I can only take a long breath and study quietly, hoping that one day I will get ahead through the imperial examination and save Shenzhou from Lushen.

On the mountain, my sister still practiced her sword day after day, and my widowed mother lost me, a prepared martial arts training seedling, and her hands were itchy, so she had to pour out all her love for martial arts on her younger brother. Whenever I returned to the mountain from vacation, I could see her teaching her brother martial arts hand-in-hand in the practice room. John also gradually grew up, only fifteen years old, he was already the same size as me, his body was also solid and tough, and he looked like a trainer.

I don’t know when I became jealous of John, not only because I studied under the mountain all year round, but he could stay in the mountain to enjoy the love of his family; One reason that is even more difficult to talk about is that I am jealous that he can use his practice as a way to make free physical contact with his mother.

Her mother is a native of Jiangnan, loves silk weaving, and often wears a light robe when walking in rivers and lakes, and is known as “Miaoying Light Yarn”, and the name of Xiangyan is resounding in martial arts. Although she has now entered middle age, her grace has not diminished in the slightest, and the traces left by the years on her body are only to add a touch of mature woman’s charm to the delicate facial features as sweet and pure as a cardamom girl. She looked lazily draped in a blue half-arm, using tender arms to curl the long inky hair scattered around her behind her head, a plain bandeau only had time to cover a small half of proud breasts, a large piece of white milk flesh was exposed, and the ice muscle jade skin was mouthwatering. The mother’s lower body was wrapped in an unpretentious beige three-shirt skirt, but this kind of conservative skirt of a good family girl was pushed out by her round and beautiful buttocks with a bloody bulge, and whenever she took two slender but fleshy beautiful legs, the lewd shape protruding from her beautiful buttocks trembled like a pastry in the air, as if to remind others that this flesh still has strong fertility potential.

Such a sexy and seductive mother, when guiding John to practice martial arts, but completely unaware of her physical charm, she sometimes pressed two lumps of milk flesh into obscene meatloaf on John’s solid arms, sometimes stuck to John’s ear like a love girl and exhaled, sometimes hooked John’s lower limbs with beautiful legs, although all this was to guide John’s normal movements in martial arts, John’s brother also did not react to his mother’s intimate movements, but still made my mouth dry as onlookers, It was as if my mother and brother were doing something against heaven.

“Brother, you’re back.” I was bitterly drinking the tea of defeat on the side, chatting with my sister who sharpened the sword without saying a word, and after my brother finished practicing, this guy, who was about the same height as me, put his arm around me, and his voice was full of kindness.

I replied with a smile and pulled out the pastry I had brought from the bottom of the mountain from my pocket, and John hurriedly stuffed it into his mouth, savoring the rare sweet taste of the mountain. My sister coldly patted his head with her scabbard to remind him to pay attention to his appearance, while my mother stood in the distance and watched our three children with a smile, and when we finished gossiping, she came and took me in her arms and gently stroked my head with her hand.

At this time, I could not help but feel ashamed that I had deliberately paid attention to the delicate side of my mother as a widow, but after all, I had reached the age of longing for the things of men and women, and in the narrow realm in which I lived, I could hardly find a more touching woman than my mother and sister. My mother has lived in the mountains for a long time, and unlike me, she is stained with red dust at the bottom of the mountain, and it is normal to live more thoroughly and dashingly than me.

In addition to working hard under the mountain, the folk tales of widows cheating on me that my classmates chatted about made me even more restless. Once when I went to the city, my classmates from wealthy families invited guests to drink and have fun on the painting board, and they attracted the company of Kabuki, and the classmates loved my fair girl, but I ghostly took a beautiful mature young woman about the same age as my mother into my arms. The young woman ate and snickered, a lewd beautiful flesh clings to me, the touch is beautiful, and the worthless rouge is sprinkled on my cheeks, the ripe body fragrance makes my face red, but what I think about is my mother’s graceful figure wrapped in plain clothes, since the death of my father, my mother does not apply powder, no jewelry, only homely clothes, but this still can’t cover her beautiful and attractive sexy body, whether it is the pair of plump jade breasts that should not grow on the warrior’s body, or the peach-like ripe soft fat buttocks, the slender waist that is grasped, It’s enough to drive any man crazy, even if that man is her own son.

“Mother…” I whispered, sinking my head into the beautiful young woman’s huge breasts, she sighed slightly, her slender nails gently brushed my spine, and finally reached into my private parts.

The night on the painting, I took a vulgar and vulgar singer as an otherworldly mother, the most evil thought I have ever had, and after that night, I did not return to the mountain for three months, locked myself in the house and read the classics hard, and cleaned my soul – during which my sister asked me to return to the mountain several times, but I ignored it, until I finally cleared my mind and embarked on the journey up the mountain to go home.

Perhaps because I didn’t let people know in advance that I was coming back, the door was locked, and I waited for half a column of incense and no one came to open the door.

But this is normal, there are no people in the family, once a few people are busy with their own affairs, it is indeed difficult to notice the noise at the main entrance, I looked at the wall more than three meters high, stretched my body a little and easily jumped in, the boy skill before abandoning the martial arts from Wen was not completely abandoned.

To my surprise, the whole house was covered in a strange scent smell, and the sweet smell went straight into the nose, making me dizzy. Could it be that there is an invasion of villains? I immediately became alert, held my breath, and quietly walked towards the main hall.

Before I got close to the main hall, I heard a familiar breath coming from inside, and upon closer inspection, it seemed that my younger brother John was panting and practicing the exercises quite intensely.

Looking through a layer of window screen, you can faintly see the burly figure of your brother, standing in a horse-striding position, his body hidden from the waist down under the window sill, his hands reaching out of view, seemingly firmly grasping a fairly elastic fulcrum. With each breath he exhaled, he leaned back, probably the dead thing he was grasping with both hands. The sound of “popping”, “popping” and “popping” flesh flesh flesh came from the house with his movements back and forth, and from time to time he could hear the sound of “moisturizing” liquid splashing into the air. Unexpectedly, after only a few months, my brother’s practice had already reached the realm of “no wind sound”, which made me feel relieved for a while, and I was about to rush up to open the door to surprise my brother, but a cold voice came from behind me.

“Brother Qing, are you back?”

Looking back, I don’t know when, my sister holding a long sword quietly came behind me. I haven’t seen it for a long time, my sister is still the same icy and jade independent look, her appearance is eight points similar to her mother, a pair of beautiful eyes are looking forward to life, the end of the eyes are straight like a knife cut, compared to her mother’s slender and charming willow leaf eyes are a little more inherited from her father. In addition to the eyes that make people can’t help but be timid when they look at each other, my sister basically inherits her mother’s gentle and touching soft facial features, but compared to her mother, who often blooms a smile, my sister has been cold since her father’s death, despite this, the smile that my sister occasionally shows when her family is happy is still heartwarming.

Unlike her mother, who gave birth to two children and was in perfect shape, her sister’s figure is more in line with the literati’s imagination of fairy and wonderful women, with long silky hair in ink cyan in a capable Ling Qiu bun, a white jade hairpin inserted diagonally, and a few strands of hair hanging down next to the delicate and slender swan neck, reminiscent of the wonderful sentence “Sideburns and clouds lust for fragrant snow” in “Between Flowers”. An inky collared skirt wraps the body tightly, only revealing a little white greasy on the chest, but still can’t hide the sexy and attractive body of my sister, just pay a little attention, you can catch the rounded curves of the inky fabric by the breasts and buttocks, the contrast brought by this desire to cover immediately makes the conservative clothes lose the meaning of covering, making people can’t help but think about how beautiful the sexy carcass covered in the conservative skirt should be when the spring light leaks. Looking down a little, I can see my sister standing on the ground naked with a pair of white jade feet without shoes and socks, miraculously not stained with dust, which seems to be the tolerance made by her sister in order to practice swords, and it is also one of the few parts of her body that is exposed.

My sister’s gaze towards me seemed to have an inexplicable layer of complicated emotions than usual, and I thought that she was complaining that I had only come back for so long, and was busy explaining:

“Well, sister, I recently prepared for the college exam and had to take the student qualification, so I missed the time to go home…”

But before I could finish speaking, my sister interrupted me, reached out and grabbed my arm, and took me to the side room on the side of the courtyard, I couldn’t understand why my sister didn’t let me say hello to my brother and mother first, but I didn’t dare to disobey my sister, who might be angry, so I obediently followed her into the side room.

As soon as I entered the side room, the fragrance smell that covered the whole house became more intense, and I fixed my eyes to see that an incense candle was burning quietly in the side room, and the incense mist gushed out from the window that opened a corner, which turned out to be the source of the strange smell in the courtyard.

My sister breathed as usual, breathing the steaming incense mist without care, it seemed that this incense candle was lit by my family, not the sneak attack of my previous brain, so I lifted my breath hold and breathed smoothly.

It was still a burst of dizziness, but after a few breaths, the taste was much more wonderful, and the meridians around my body were unusually smooth, according to my memories when I practiced martial arts as a child, this should be the secret incense specially prepared by my mother for my brother to practice martial arts, and the stone hanging in my heart finally landed.

“This is the incense that my mother mixed a while ago, and it was a bit choking at first smell, and the side effect was that it was dull to the senses, but it was very beneficial for practice, because I didn’t know when you would return, so it had been burning for a while.”

My sister opened her mouth to explain, but she was obviously close to me, but her voice was a little indistinct, and I raised my head, and her face was also in the mist

Obscure and undetectable, presumably this is a side effect of what she calls “sensory dullness”.

I quickly moved closer again, almost next to my sister’s body, before I saw my sister’s face again. For some reason, a sad look flashed in my sister’s eyes.

“It’s okay, if you can’t see clearly, get closer.” My sister held my hand, and there was a warm and cool touch in my palm, and the sword cocoon on my knuckles touched the calluses I had been holding the pen for many years, which made me feel a little itchy and a little surprised: since I went down the mountain to study, my sister has not been so intimate with me for a long time.

“Brother John was practicing in the hall, and his mother was teaching him inside. Recently, John’s brother’s exercises have reached a key point, and her mother does not let outsiders enter during the practice, for fear of confusing John’s brother’s mind and making a mistake. Fortunately, I stopped you just now, and before my mother and brother John finished practicing, you and I can gossip in this side room for a while. ”

My sister seemed to know what I was thinking, and before I could ask questions, she made an explanation for pulling me to the side room, but perhaps it was my delusion, my sister trembled a little when she said these words, as if she had done something wrong when she was a child and lied in front of her father.

“Fortunately, they are all back anyway, and it is not bad for a while, and I haven’t spoken to Sister Ling for a long time.”

I took my sister’s hand and began to talk about what happened under the mountain during this time: the classics I read, the preparations for the upcoming academic examinations, the movements of foreigners near their hometown since the defeat of the imperial court and the opening of trade ports…

My sister held my hand tightly and listened with great patience, occasionally asking some questions about the rapid changes in the outside world, which I answered one by one.

After chatting until there was nothing to talk about, my sister smiled shallowly, caressed my head with her hand like a mother, and praised me:

“I haven’t talked to my brother for several years, and now I found that our family’s Qing’er has finally become a good man, and I have never heard my father or mother say that reading is such a useful thing.”

“That’s what my father wanted me to accomplish before he rode the crane.” It is not difficult to drive dozens or hundreds of foreign devils out of Huaxia with one martial art, but to prevent foreign devils from humiliating Huaxia with strong ships and cannons, you can only rely on the Chaotang Temple…” My sister’s praise made me happy for a while, but at the same time I felt a pang of sadness, how good it would be if I didn’t have to bear this responsibility, but could freely practice martial arts with my family in the mountains, so I blurted out, “Alas, if the country’s prosperity does not fall to this point, I will stay on the mountain and follow my sister and brother John to learn martial arts from my mother, Traveling through the rivers and lakes after completing your studies is much happier than studying hard in a bookstore! ”

As soon as I said this, it seemed to touch a thin string in my sister’s heart, she sighed softly, and then her beautiful eyes closed slightly, two lines of shallow tears flowed down my cheeks, and for a while I panicked, and I couldn’t figure out the reason for my sister’s tears.

“…… Qing’er, it’s okay. I was just thinking that if you hadn’t gone down the mountain, my family wouldn’t have fallen into the state it is today. ”

“Fall? Haha, sister, it’s too bleak to say so, our family’s situation is still good, in the future, I will enter the imperial court to become a high-ranking official, I must buy a house in the capital and move my family over. ”

I haven’t seen my sister’s sad spring and autumn look for a long time, I was surprised, but I felt that my sister was charming and cute, it turned out that under the appearance of my sister’s iceberg beauty, there was such a look that I saw pity, looking at my sister’s sad tears, I was a little crazy for a while, and I had a thought of kissing tears, but I immediately pinched my thighs, and only to withdraw Meng Lang’s eyes before my sister finished crying.

“It’s about time, I’ll go see first, and if I’m done practicing, I’ll go meet my mother and brother John.”

My sister let go of my hand, took the sword into her arms, walked out of the house, and after a while folded back, waving for me to follow.

The door to the main hall was already open, and as soon as they entered, my mother and brother John were each sitting in a chair, sipping tea. Seeing me come in, both of them looked very happy, but the mother was extremely tired when she was happy, although because of the fragrance, she couldn’t see her mother’s appearance clearly, but the clothes on her mother were obviously wet with sweat, and the clothes were wet and attached to her mother’s delicate body, outlining imaginative sexy curves, and the already overwhelmed bandeau also looked a little messy, one was still wrapped in beautiful breasts, and the other hung down, just barely covering a little bud on her mother’s chest, The round and tender milk flesh swayed with the mother’s breath, like a water ball being poked by an urchin. Looking down, a narrow Taishi chair was occupied by the mother’s plump peach buttocks, and the snow-white fat buttocks were pressed into a fragrant meatloaf with an obscene smell under its own weight, adding a touch of enchanting sensuality to the mother’s lazy and seductive figure. Not only that, looking down, the three-puried skirt that my mother often wore for some reason opened a fork and drove all the way to the knee position. As the skirt fell to the sides, her sexy and slender plump and beautiful legs were also revealed, and the snow-white smooth leg flesh slipped from time to time with a semi-permeable liquid, hanging to the ground drop by drop, pulling out obscene brushing in the air, which was too turbid by the standards of sweat.

John, on the other side, seemed too happy, not only simply welcoming his brother who he hadn’t seen for a long time home, but also mixed with many other complicated emotions. The fragrance made my brain a little sluggish, and I couldn’t capture the deep meaning in John’s expression for a while, and with my vague vision, I only felt that John’s body and bones became stronger and stronger, and the whole person’s temperament became old and mature, not like what he should be at his age.

Before taking a seat, I deliberately glanced at the location of John’s practice just now, there was a huge range of wet marks, not only under John’s feet, but also a lot of liquid splashed around, and even splashed on the chair where I sat down, emitting an indescribable strange smell, presumably John must have practiced extra hard, the movements were particularly intense, and so much sweat was shed.

This time I went home, in addition to talking to my family, mainly to talk about my future imperial examination, hearing that I was about to participate in the college examination and was going to take the merit of Xiucai, my mother and John were a little surprised, my mother’s eyes were red, probably thinking of my father’s instructions to me before he died, gently wiping tears, and John looked a little annoyed for some reason, and did not say more pleasing words to me, so he excused himself to be too tired and ran to the short bed behind the screen in the hall to rest.

For some reason, with John’s departure, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly relaxed, and both mother and sister breathed a sigh of relief. My mother hurriedly beckoned me to sit in the chair that John was leaning on, and had a short chat with my parents, although I was close to my mother, I did not dare to look at my mother directly, for fear that I would have the forbidden impulse of being a son of man for my mother as before. Rao is so, the fragrant and mature body fragrance on my mother’s body is still drilling into my mind, even if I don’t need to look at it, just by smell, I can outline in my mind that my mother is half leaning on the chair, fragrant shoulders are half exposed, spring light on the chest, wet hair is charmingly on the pink and jade face, pure and mature fragrance coexist.

After talking about the major events that happened under the mountain, I told my sister again that I wanted to return to the mountain with my family, and like my sister’s reaction, my mother also shed tears, she patted my head, and her voice was particularly gentle:

“Qing’er, rest assured to test for merit, there is a mother at home, don’t worry, when you get the merit, the family will go down the mountain to reunite with you, we will follow wherever you go to serve, and the family will never be separated again.”

Listening to my mother’s heartfelt words, I couldn’t help but cry, but before I could get more tenderness from my mother, John’s impatient voice suddenly came from behind the screen in the hall:

“Hanniang, my body is so painful, can you come and massage me for a while?”

When I heard the name “Hanniang”, I couldn’t help but chuckle in my heart, my mother’s full name is Gu Xihan, except for my deceased father and my father’s friends, no one has ever directly called my mother with the words in my name.

I vaguely remember that the last time I returned to the mountain, John’s brother called his mother “mother” or “mother”, but somehow, when calling my mother this time, I suddenly added a word from my mother’s name, and became “Hanniang” that made me feel very uncomfortable.

“Hey, mom, come here.” But the mother did not react to this title that seemed to me to be extremely transgressive, but replied kindly. She sighed softly and struggled to prop her paralyzed body up from the chair, which was not obvious when she sat down, but her mother’s posture after getting up was clearly wrong. She swayed as she walked, as if she was drunk, and her beautiful calves in the bare air trembled slightly, as if she had just practiced for a day, and she couldn’t even support and stand.

Not only that, but although my mother’s dress looked similar to before, she made some significant changes. There is no need to repeat the three-fold skirt that is split to the knee, and the mother who usually only wears white cloth shoes has changed into a pair of embroidered shoes embroidered with enchanting peonies, such as frost jade feet wrapped in it, and the snow-white instep and the enchanting shoe body embroidery form a strange contrast. In addition, the half-arm shorts worn by the mother have also changed from simple blue to semi-transparent white, and even embroidered with hollow lace, and the beautiful flesh on the mother’s white back is faintly appearing in the hollowing, which is imaginative. The most egregious was the bandeau, the shoulder straps almost slipped off the shoulders, even in the home where there were no people, my mother’s dress seemed too casual – although this did not conflict with her usual lazy and confused nature, I got up and followed, grabbed my mother’s arm, afraid that she would not pay attention to break off the bandeau straps, a pair of jade breasts directly opened, teaching the air to eat tofu.

One question I didn’t have time to think about was, why, after so many years of widowhood, my mother suddenly changed her plain clothes and put on embroidered shoes and semi-sheer shorts?

I carried my mother behind the screen, and John, lying on the short bed, had taken off his shirt and trousers, leaving only a pair of pants on his crotch. The blonde boy who used to play and play behind me has now become a strong blonde lion, and because of years of martial arts training, my younger brother is full of well-proportioned muscles, obviously three years younger than me, but his strength is obviously more than mine. His facial features finally changed into the high-nosed and deep-eyed appearance of a Westerner, and for a moment it reminded me of the foreign devils I had met with my father in the land of Qilu many years ago, but I immediately put my uneasy memories behind me, no matter what happened in the past, John was already my brother, and we were brothers and sisters.

“Brother, hard work you send Hanniang over personally, you sit over there and rest, let’s talk for a while.” For some reason, my brother’s tone was a little playful, and I nodded slowly, carried my mother to the side of the bed, and then sat down in the chair, speechless for a while.

The mother kicked off the embroidered shoes, revealing a pair of white beautiful feet, gently straddled the body of her brother on his back, stacked her beautiful legs up and down, and sat sideways on the narrow short bed, occupying the bed with her brother.

For ordinary people, it seems a little intriguing that the mother and son are so close, but after all, we are a martial arts family, and no part of our body has been held by our mother since we were young, so there is nothing to care about.

The mother stretched out her soft jade hand, and her slender and dexterous fingers skillfully roamed on her younger brother’s body, pressing and stretching the swollen and sore muscles one by one, and the younger brother immediately narrowed his eyes comfortably, originally saying that he wanted to chat with me for a while, but he couldn’t care about it at this time. I looked at my brother’s satisfied expression, and I couldn’t help but feel a hint of amusement, since I was a child, I don’t know how much I have been massaged by my mother for a while, how I still look like a child.

I looked at my mother’s skillful movements and loving expression, and gradually became a little foolish, and after I practiced every day until I was exhausted, my mother comforted my body with the same skillful technique. The mother’s hand is very different from the hands of other women, and once touched, it feels relaxed and pleasant. I also wanted to experience my mother’s caress again, but I no longer studied martial arts, and I was no longer a boy who could be coquettish.

“Hanniang, you were also tired just now, I will give you a massage.”

Suddenly, brother John said this, and then stretched out his hands, one hand grasped his mother’s slender waist, the other hand on his mother’s thigh, and kneaded it in an ambiguous way like a playing vessel. The mother was startled by her brother’s sudden action, and her expression was extremely shocked for a moment, but she quickly calmed down and resumed her light and breezy expression. She did not stop her brother’s playful behavior, but continued to press her brother silently, and it could be seen from her stiff movements that Fangcai’s relaxed and pleasant loving atmosphere had disappeared.

“Little ghost don’t mess around, how do you know how to massage, let your mother press you well.” Although my mother did not speak, I could not pretend to be dumb and scolded John with a smile.

“It’s okay, I know massage, don’t believe you ask Han Niang, I press her comfortably?” Brother John replied to me frivolously, and his mother, who was sitting next to him, suddenly blushed with shame, and stood up for a long time before he gave a sentence:

“Massage, along the meridian acupuncture points is a press, simply kneading the tight flesh is also a press, it’s okay, just let John mess around for a while.”

The mother was so shirking for John, but John’s actions were summed up by “fooling around” and it was a little indulgent. His hand grasping his mother’s waist, his fingers gently hooked, and the mother’s three-jacket skirt was removed by half an inch, revealing a large area of bandeau and delicate flesh between the skirt, and then his fingers grasped the white waist flesh as tender as marshmallows, almost sinking all five fingers in, making his mother show a painful look. The hand on the other side of the mother’s thigh stroked up in a caressing posture until the base of the mother’s thigh, and then suddenly slapped towards the position of the mother’s buttocks, setting off a wave of flesh on the mother’s soft and tender buttocks, making the mother flush with shame.

Even though I was a little sluggish from inhaling the incense mist, I realized that this action was extremely inappropriate, but before I could make a reproach, John quickly withdrew his hands, as if the action had never happened, which stuck my rebuke to my lips. I can’t accuse my brother of acting “presumptuously” towards my mother because of that momentary incident, which would seem to be my wrong mind.

John withdrew his hand, but his mother’s demeanor was completely changed by his prodding, only to see his mother’s pair of willow leaf eyes looking forward to streaming, the redness on his cheeks could not dissipate, biting his lips slightly, his expression was charming, and the fingering method pressed on his brother was also messed up, as if he was taken away by Fang Cai’s contact, and the whole person seemed to have faded his motherhood in an instant, and became a finger trick on the side of the flower guest.

I suppressed my uneasy thoughts, looking at my mother’s delicate appearance, my lower body actually reacted suddenly, and a huge sense of guilt instantly welled up in my spine, and I hurriedly lowered my head, not daring to look at the scene on the short bed.

Excited, doubtful, fearful, repressed, many thoughts intertwined in the slow nerves, and I suddenly felt the urge to flee here, and at this moment, my sister, who remained in the hall, walked in.

Cold as snow, my sister’s hand pressed on my head, bringing me a trace of clarity, she held two teacups in her hand and handed me one, I hurriedly lowered my head to drink tea, the bitter taste hit, and the trace of clarity that was hard to get was washed away by the increasingly serious chaos.

On the other side, the mother’s massage for her brother was also nearing the end, and after the mother pressed the last few acupuncture points, she was about to wipe the fine sweat oozing from her forehead, but she was suddenly grabbed by John’s brother’s arm.

“Hanniang, you have been sitting on the bed on your side, you must be numb in your legs, so let’s sit on my body and give me a positive massage.”

My mother was startled by his request, and a red glow flew up her cheeks, she glanced at me worriedly, and then quickly withdrew her gaze, sitting quietly on the edge of the bed like a doll, fine beads of sweat oozing from her collarbone and ticking down her plump flesh.

“Hanniang, you move quickly… Didn’t you often ride on me and my brother to massage me when I was a child? You say it’s easy to use hard. Brother John put his hands behind his head, his tone gradually became cold, and the change in his attitude made his mother’s body tremble. The mother bit Zhu’s lips lightly, glanced at me quickly, reached out to converge the loose inky long hair, curled it into a ponytail at the back of the head, and then lifted a plump beautiful leg, exerted slight force, and straddled her brother’s body, her beautiful buttocks just touched the position of her brother’s crotch, fortunately, the younger brother was still wearing a pair of pants. Her lips moved slightly, and she seemed to whisper a few words with her brother, but her expression became more and more embarrassed, and after sitting on her brother’s crotch for a while, she saw that her brother asked her to massage her attitude extremely firmly, so she sighed softly, and then pulled out a quilt from the end of the bed, and covered it from below her brother’s neck to the position where she straddled her brother’s hips, and then carefully circled behind her hips.

“The first massage just now stirred up the heat in your body, so now take the quilt and cover it so that the heat does not escape. Mom just put in the quilt and massaged you. The mother said to her brother incoherently, but it was clearly said to me, is there really such a saying in massage after martial arts? I don’t remember exactly.

I sat on the left side of the short bed, just enough to see my mother riding on the side of my brother, at first, my mother just changed to this angle and continued to press the motorcycle, but as my brother’s mouth moved slightly to say something, the mother hesitated for a while, then raised her body slightly, moved the beautiful buttocks covered by the quilt, and found a landing point to sit down again, at the moment of sitting down, the mother rolled her eyes irrepressibly, did not hold back the “hiss”, the facial features were confused because of the pleasure that came from nowhere, But she almost immediately returned to her normal appearance and continued to gently press her brother, but the strength of her fingers was obviously lighter than before, while the fine sweat on her cheeks and neck secreted more and more.

The mother moved her ass slightly, even through the quilt, she could see the plump fat buttocks playing back and forth, the calves exposed outside the quilt were stretched straight, the arch of her beautiful feet was bent into a crescent, and even each crystal white toe was curled up, vainly looking for a fulcrum in the air.

And her younger brother riding under her, at this time began to “massage” his mother, his two hands grasped on his mother’s slender waist, carefully rubbed along the vest line, and scratched the sensitive waist flesh with his fingertips, leaving a series of shocking red marks, and then simply hugged his mother’s bee waist, pulling up and sinking down with the frequency of his mother’s beautiful buttocks back and forth. My mother’s freshly curled ponytail jumped up and down with the bee’s waist, and the frequency of vibration became more and more frequent, she occasionally glanced at me, and then withdrew her eyes like a thief, and continued to focus on “massaging” her brother, everything seemed extremely strange.

“Hanniang, I’m so comfortable when you press.” My brother raised his head and suddenly said such a thing to his mother, but his eyes were looking at me as he spoke.

“Hmm… Well…… Don’t talk, be good – well, healing, recuperation, didn’t I look at my mother I’m working hard? The mother’s eyes were silky, exhaling like a lan, holding his brother’s head with two hands, and correcting his gaze back, at the same time, the mother’s body swayed back and forth with more and more amplitude, gradually not satisfied with simply moving back and forth, began to frequently raise the butt slightly, and then sat down hard, these exaggerated movements even if they were covered by the quilt I could see clearly on one side, but although I looked in my eyes, my consciousness was chaotic, and I felt that something was wrong, but I couldn’t say where it was wrong, I just drank the tea handed over by my sister one after another, trying to find my sanity through bitterness, but with each mouthful, my thoughts became more chaotic.

I looked at my sister next to me, hoping she would explain to me what my mother and my brother were doing. Why do their massage movements look so weird? But my sister just smiled wryly at me, then took my hand and led me outward.

“Okay, let’s go out for a while, let mom massage my brother here, and it’ll be finished right away.”

I nodded blankly and was led out by my sister, but at the moment when I was about to leave, I saw my mother stop moving her body, put one hand on my brother’s chest, cover my mouth with the other hand, shed two lines of tears from my eye sockets, my upper body arched tightly, a strange bulge rose in my lower abdomen, and my back trembled for a while. The younger brother also got up from the bed, hugged his mother’s waist tightly, rubbed his head on the position of his mother’s chest, “clicked”, the shoulder strap of the bandeau slipped, and a pair of white and tender breasts like kodama rabbits jumped out and slapped on the younger brother’s face, and at the same time, the younger brother trembled his back at the same frequency as his mother, and let out a low beast-like roar.

I blinked, trying to stop to see what was going on, but the next second I was dragged into the lobby by my sister and sat down on a pair of adjacent chairs, she tilted her head, her eyes were a little red, her lips were slightly pursed, she wanted to say something to me, but she couldn’t speak, and finally she muttered to herself.

I closed my eyes and listened, trying my best to combat the dullness caused by the incense mist, and it took me a long time to understand what my sister said:

“If only you had come back earlier.”

What does this phrase mean?