[Quick Transmigration] On the correct posture to bend the sick girl

This is a long and meaningful story.

A few years ago, there was a famous male lead who was a little pure/clean.

He explores everything with curiosity about the world every day.

We can briefly describe it as, all kinds of peeping/voyeurism.

for example.

On a hot summer day, there were three dogs playing on the street.

They sniff each other's rear/hole.

One of the dogs sniffed a little vigorously and subconsciously licked it with the tip of its tongue.

The taste is good, crunchy, chicken flavor [not].

Then it joyfully used its forelimbs to hug the sides of the estrous/estrus object [← what the hell], aiming an indescribable part of itself below the neck at its...... .

Cough, the following content is unsuitable for children and has been blocked [crossed out] harmonious.

And all of this was witnessed by the second male gentleman.

He began to think about life.

Thinking about life is over, but there is no result.

He began to think about faith.

Still no results.

After much thought, he resolutely left the crime scene.

The reason was that the weather was too hot and he was about to suffer from heat stroke.

After Sao Nian returned home, he fell seriously ill.

In a daze, he opened his sleepy eyes.

The strange noise from the next room was a little too loud, disturbing his rest.

Climbing out of bed, Sao Nian went out of the room and pushed open the door of the next room.

Oh, I saw his mother having sex with a bronze-skinned man on the bed/on the bed, doing live/cocking exercises.

For some reason, Sao Nian squatted in place, watching the ball in a civilized way [cross out].

Then he saw his mother enjoy it unrequitedly and was killed by a man.

Blood spattered the bed sheet.

The man frivolously got out of bed, but saw Sao Nian squatting by the door, staring blankly.

He smiled inadvertently, stepped forward and used the 'bi dong' move on Sao Nian.

...Actually strangling Sao Nian's neck...

"You know how dirty women are."

He doesn't know, he only knows that he loves his mother very much from the bottom of his heart.

His mother is a gentle woman.

He can make omelet rice for him, and even without a husband, he will face the discrimination of the people around him and fight hard, just to survive in this cruel world.

The man said that the worst thing his mother did in her life was to give birth to him.

He is a man's child, but also the barrier between a man and his lover.

The man said, you also accompany your mother, go to hell.

Not death, but immortality incapable of intercourse with humans.

Disgust churned in my mind.

He pushed away the woman he wanted/rejected/returned/welcome.

"dirty."

A woman who indulges in sex/desire with all her strength for money or other things is really disgusting.

The man and his lover later found a surrogate and had a child.

The one named Qing Mu is a professional killer/criminal.

This is inevitable, because Qingmu's parents, the three views are also abnormal.

Metamorphosis, madness.

a family of three.

Seeing Zuo Ye's sad and indignant expression, Xu Xiang suddenly felt a little funny.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he carefully helped Zuo Ye open the lunch box, took out the ceramic spoon and handed it to him.

"good."

His tone was unexpectedly gentle even to himself.

With hindsight, my feelings for him have subtly changed.

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