Wife-loving maniac is online

It was already one or two o'clock in the afternoon when I got home. As soon as I entered the house, I heard a clattering sound from a corner of the living room.Zimo knew that his mother must be playing mahjong again, so he glanced lazily and was about to go upstairs when the sharp-eyed mother Xu saw him at a glance, and hurriedly waved to him: "My dear, come here, help mom draw a card! "

Drawing cards again, Zimo sighed inwardly, and walked over helplessly.I touched one at random, but before I could see what it was, Mama Xu immediately slapped the table and shouted loudly: "Touch yourself! Hahahaha, he is really my good son, give me the money!"

Xu's mother's sudden shout made Zimo tremble in fright, and the others at the table saw that it was true, and complained dissatisfiedly, "Oh, you, I kept touching myself when I was pregnant with him, and I named him Zimo, the child grows up. When you get older, draw cards for you or draw yourself, really~!"

Even though they said so, they still threw the money out very readily.Hearing these words, Zimo's head was full of black lines. Is that how I got my name?For his own mother, Zimo was totally indifferent. He whispered 'I'm going upstairs' and turned to leave, wanting to be quiet.

Xu's mother was happily counting the money. It seemed that something was wrong when he heard his voice so pale and feeble. Her son's voice should be clear and loud like the sound of nature. Why is it so hoarse?Could it be that it's time to change your voice?Thinking of this, Mother Xu hurriedly dropped the mahjong and chased after her.

"Son, son!" Seeing that he was about to open the door to enter, Mother Xu hurried over and stopped him, "Son, you didn't come home last night, where did you go?"

"I..." I wanted to go back, didn't I fail?Looking at his mother's eager eyes, Zimo felt aggrieved, but he couldn't tell him why he went there. If she found out, he would not live a clean life in the future.Taking a deep breath, Zimo forced a smile on his face that was uglier than crying: "I had a party with my friends last night. I drank too much... and I didn't come back!"

oh oh!I heard him say it yesterday, but... Xu's mother wanted to say something, but her eyes were attracted by the conspicuous hickey on his neck, full of temptation and imagination.Of course, Zimo also found out from the change in her expression that she had exposed something, and was stopped before she had time to cover it up.

Although Xu's mother is in her early forties, in some respects, her ability to respond to certain things is still very sensitive and accurate.At this time, her brows and eyes were crooked, and her eyes were full of indescribable ambiguity as she stared at him closely, "My dear! Who did you spend the night with last night, please tell me honestly."

Seeing his mother's expression expecting him to tell who it was, Zimo felt bitter. Do he want to tell his mother that he was tortured to death by a man?According to her spirit of gossip, she must break the casserole and ask the end. Zimo backed away quietly in fear, but his mother pressed her every step of the way, so he had no choice but to whisper: "Yangyang and I spent the night outside..."

"Then he made this too? Are you... are you a little too crazy?" Mother Xu pointed to the mark on his neck, and kept winking at him with a smirk.Of course Zimo knew what she meant, so he could only bite the bullet and nod.

"Son, you finally got him done! I said that Yangyang is so cute that only my handsome son can match him!" Almost at the same time as he nodded, Mother Xu slapped her hand, not hiding her inner pity. Yue, holding his arm tightly with both hands, "But why didn't you bring him home? Are you still shy?"

"He's back to school..." Zimo broke away from his mother's hand, but was not frightened by her reaction or excitement.

Since he was a child, his mother has been whispering to him, saying that it is okay for boys to like boys, don't be restrained, and open the door to your new world as much as you want.If there is a boy you like, you must tell her and ask her to look for it.

It was also because Xu's mother was very appreciative of this kind of thing between boys and boys. When she was a child, she enrolled him in a hobby class, and secretly enrolled him in a martial arts class as a dance class.

"Did you find me a daughter-in-law or a son-in-law?" This is very important, but if it's Yang Yang, you don't have to worry about it so much.After all, Yangyang is so cute, she likes it no matter whether it is Gong or Shou.

Xu's mother became more and more excited as she spoke, and Zimo next to her was forced to be speechless by her.I really don't know what questions my mother will ask if this continues, Zimo quickly raised his hands in surrender, "Mom...don't worry about this matter, I'm so tired and want to sleep."

"Uh, is that right? Then you rest first, and Mom will bring you some medicine later...!" Seeing that he was really listless, Mother Xu didn't bother him, and carefully comforted her precious son. After he entered, he couldn't help but dance with excitement, shouting loudly, "I have a daughter-in-law," and ran downstairs.

Mother Xu excitedly shared the great joy of the day with her sisters, although mortals like them could not understand the joy of a son who had been a bachelor for 40 to [-] years and suddenly told himself that he had a daughter-in-law, which was held in his chest for decades. The suffocation that finally spit out, the indescribable excitement.But she just wanted to tell these things, and abuse them, single mothers whose sons don't even have girlfriends.

However, the sisters didn't seem to make a fuss, "Didn't you already have a wife? Yaoyao from the Qin family!"

"It's not Yaoyao, it's Yangyang~!" Mama Xu raised her head proudly as she spoke.At first, it was just to prevent Zimo from messing around outside, so Yaoyao was asked to pretend to be his girlfriend to monitor him. Now that our son has a good name, Yaoyao can also retire.

"Yangyang?" The women looked at her incomprehensibly. Whose family is Yangyang from?Why never heard of it?How many people don't know, so I want to ask what happened, but Xu's mother just doesn't say anything.I don't know if it's because my son is very lucky when he comes back. Mother Xu has been playing cards all afternoon, making the faces of the others turn green with anger.

Hanging himself on the bed, Zimo glanced at the photo with Yangyang on the bedside table. He really felt sorry for Yangyang. What if his mother saw him say something strange next time, what would happen?Besides, he didn't want to tell him about it.

Powered up the phone, there was a text message from Yaoyao, he deleted it without even looking at it, it was so annoying, I was so unlucky not because I wanted to pick her up, I really hated her.

The missed call showed Daming, but he knew that Daming's heartless person would not call to care about him, but he didn't want to call Yangyang back, and he didn't know what to say if he called.Now he just wants to sleep, go to sleep, wake up as if it was a nightmare.

In the past few days, except for going downstairs to eat, Zimo spends his time playing games in his room. If his mother Xu hadn't come to ask him to give his cousin a birthday present, he doesn't know how many days he would have slept.When he came to the school, he saw the familiar figure from the back under the shade of a tree in a corner of the campus, and he hugged him without holding back.

Sure enough, it is more comfortable to hug Yangyang.But his first sentence was to say that he died on someone's bed, which made Zimo feel a chill in his heart. He thought his mother had told him something, but when he thought that his mother could not contact him at all, he felt relieved. , and I really almost died in someone's bed.

This weekend, the two of them returned to the dormitory exhausted after spending a day outside, ready to sleep and then get up for dinner, but the phone rang by the bedside just a few minutes after he lay down.A man's urgent voice came from the other end of the phone, "Xiao Mo, come quickly, Xiao K has hung up, and I will rely on you tonight."

ha?Half-dream and half-awake, Zimo drowsily listened to the person on the phone nagging, and probably understood something, hung up the phone, turned around and fell asleep, but kept thinking about something to do when he woke up It was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

Turning on the phone and looking at the call records, he immediately jumped out of bed and hurriedly washed up.The room was dark, and Daming didn't know where to go, and Yang Yang was still sleeping, so he could only squat beside his bed and pat his face lightly, "Yangyang...Yangyang? I have something to go out, Let me ask Daming to bring you dinner, okay?"

"Hmm..." Yangyang nodded as if he couldn't get enough sleep, and didn't intend to wake up at all.

After seven o'clock, the street lights on the street were already on, and it was exactly eight o'clock from the school to the destination.The place where Zimo is now is actually a bar opened by his uncle. At the beginning, he also went up to sing with the mentality of having fun. It felt good and sang a few more songs.

At first his uncle asked him to be a resident singer, but he actually refused, but during the Chinese New Year, he bought himself the car that he wanted even in his dreams, but his father refused to buy it for him. Then he agreed.Of course, I didn't tell Daming Yangyang about this, I always feel embarrassed.

"Xiaomo, you're finally here!" As soon as he entered the door, he was hugged by a man in a black uniform. Zimo pushed him away with a look of disgust, and walked to the lounge on his own.Manager Wu chattered after him, and Zimo could tell from his words that Little K had a bad stomach and was sent to the hospital, and there was no one on duty tonight, so he had to call him for help.

Hearing what he said was true, Zimo still had doubts, "Are you sure you didn't poison him?"

"If I kill him, your uncle will suffer! Besides, he has four performances tonight, starting at nine o'clock, one in half an hour. Why should I kill him? You...can you hold on? "The manager looked at Zimo carefully, afraid that if he said no, who would he turn to?

nine o'clock?Looking at the time, it's only five minutes past eight, which means I still have an hour to sleep?Sleepy Zimo yawned, kicked Manager Wu out, stretched himself on the couch and fell asleep.