The Joy of Rebirth

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When the door is pushed open, she feels that nothing is wrong. You must be attentive."

Ye Bihuang was concentrating on looking at Xiao Qiuruo's mother's body and said: "No problem, her illness will naturally recover quickly."

Xiao Qiuruo's mother shouldn't have seen her daughter come in. Seeing that his expression was serious and serious, what he was talking about should be the feeling when he massaged his brain just now.

After Ye Bihuang rubbed Xiao Qiuruo's mother's legs, he saw a touch of spring light. The temptation at the top of her thighs made Ye Bihuang say something strange: "Auntie, I have to take the last step now."

Xiao Qiuruo’s mother’s thigh was touched and her throat felt thirsty for some reason. Does she need a massage here?”

"Yes, it must be pressed." Ye Bihuang looked serious.

He felt that he was too shameless, as expected of a man.

He is now a sophomore in high school and can be considered an older young man. At that time, Shana has already matured. Is it time to wait? Ye Bihuang was thinking wildly in his mind as he drove all the way to catch up.

Xiao Qiuruo's mother hesitated for a while because her pink panties were all exposed for a moment.

Those underwear are not briefs, they are much smaller than boxer briefs.

So Ye Bihuang came up with a name for this kind of underwear.

The boxer briefs were not tight enough for him to use the "scan" function to peek. If it was visible to the naked eye, it could be interpreted as forced.

The nature of the two is completely different

The former can only be regarded as obscene and obscene

The difference is very obvious

Ye Bihuang's hands wandered around Xiao Qiuruo's mother's thighs, but he had never felt this kind of texture. It was extremely elastic. With Ye Bihuang's kneading, it might be the color of his underwear.

Ye Bihuang's whole body felt weak under the massage and kneading.

Because Xiao Qiuruo was watching from the side and just kneaded the sides of her mother's thighs. The "cleaning" function was activated instantly.

Xiao Qiuruo's mother, who was in throbbing, suddenly woke up. She said excitedly: "My body feels relaxed again. I admire you."

Ye Bihuang chuckled. Xiao Qiuruo stepped forward and pulled up the quilt, turned around and said to Ye Bihuang playfully: "Bihuang"

Ye Bihuang shook his head and said: "These are small things and we should help each other."

"Thank you." Xiao Qiuruo's mother is the person who has the deepest understanding of Ye Bihuang's skills. She truly believes that Ye Bihuang is a person with medical skills because she has seen many doctors, but they are helpless about this disease, so she tells herself to slowly recover.

As soon as Ye Bihuang arrived, the gap between his medical skills was obvious.

Ye Bihuang smiled and said: "Auntie, this is a course of treatment today and we are going to do the next course of hair drying."

Xiao Qiuruo's mother looked happy and thanked you. I'll ask Qiuruo to take you out to eat. There are very few dishes at home... When you come next time, Auntie's health will be better."

Ye Bihuang nodded and said: "Auntie's kindness allowed me to lead Qiu Ruo and I out first. At the same time, he waved to Qiu Ruo to come out with him.

Xiao Qiuruo was very surprised and immediately walked out of the inner room.

"Bihuang, why did you ask me to come out? I still have to cook for her." She didn't want to go out to eat with Ye Bihuang. If she went out, she would definitely not let him pay; secondly, her mother hadn't eaten yet.

Ye Bihuang smiled and said: "Qiu Ruo now formally asks for your consent."

Xiao Qiuruo didn't expect Ye Bihuang to take the topic so far. If I agree with this statement, but under the current situation, it's not good if I don't agree. I agree."

Ye Bihuang said: "Qiu Ruo, your mother has accumulated a lot of garbage in her body due to her long-term heart disease. A lot of garbage and toxic substances are discharged from her body, and the smell is quite unpleasant."

Xiao Qiuruo shook her head and said: "I don't dislike my mother's smell, so what does it matter? Obviously I don't want my mother in the back room to hear it.

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