bow down under the skirt of a rival

Jin Yang has lived for so long, and she doesn't have the fear of being young when she faces Ling Ji's mother, and she just happens to be Wei Linting's mother.She followed behind Ling Ji's mother, neither fast nor slow, neither far nor near, and several times caught Ling Ji's mother wanting to turn her head back, and then quickly resumed her graceful walking posture, and then looked at the other party's hand tightly clutching the belt , pondering the uneasiness of Ling Ji's mother being domineering.

As if to have a long talk, Ling Ji's mother picked a coffee shop and said with a smile, "Please sit down."

Jin Yang was not polite, she sat down with Ling Ji's mother silently, and looked at the elder Ling Ji was afraid of - well maintained, elegantly dressed, carefully groomed hair and makeup, wearing luxurious but not exaggerated accessories to show With good family conditions, courteous and thoughtful, his words and deeds seem to be the product of several considerations, just like the rich wife who walked out of the play.

If it weren't for Wei Linting's mother's face, Jin Yang would have had a big brain: Could it be the rhythm of throwing money at people in dog-blood dramas?

"Excuse me, what do you want to say?" Jin Yang couldn't sit still, and cut straight to the point.

Wei Linting's mother is a professional woman who is the management of a certain company. She is dressed in decent casual formal attire, which is incompatible with the colorful dresses of middle-aged aunts. Surprised, he said along the way, "Ling Ji often mentions Lin Ting, it seems that they have a good relationship."

Talk nonsense with your eyes open.

Jin Yang resisted the urge to roll her eyes, she smiled and said nonsense, "Yes, they are very good friends."

She deliberately emphasized the accent on the word "friend", which cracked Ling Ji's mother's dignified mask a little.Just when the waiter brought the tea, Ling Ji's mother picked it up and took a sip, lowering her head to hide her emotions, her breath was disordered.Jin Yang took a look and thought that Ling Ji's mother, who was not in good health, was going to have a fit because of her anger, so she hurriedly said something nice.

"Recently, we want to communicate more with our children. Lin Ting lives at home, and with so many study tasks and back and forth between two places, I don't have time to talk to my good friends."

Ling Ji's mother raised her eyes, "Is that so..."

"That's right," Jin Yang said cruelly, on behalf of the Wei family and Ling Ji, they separated, "The volleyball team is about to start, and the children are hot for 3 minutes. After two days, Lin Ting will have to talk about the captain's teammate again."

The implication is: No matter what the relationship between Wei Linting and Ling Ji is now, it will definitely not be so in the future. Please rest assured!

Ling Ji's mother's expression relaxed a bit, and she exchanged some slanderous greetings with Jin Yang, talking about the little bad things Ling Ji did when she was a child, but she was actually praising her daughter for being smart.Because it has something to do with Ling Ji, Jin Yang didn't mind being bothered, she listened intently, laughed involuntarily, and left in a hurry until Qiaofang called her to ask for her transcript.

After delivering the things, Jin Yang recalled the anecdote about Ling Ji's childhood, felt itchy, and quietly entered the boudoir through the window, approached Ling Ji who was writing the paper, and suddenly hugged him from behind, "When I grow up, don't you steal snacks? "

Ling Ji was taken aback, hit him lightly a few times, and was pulled into his arms obediently, complaining, "Who stole the snacks?"

"Didn't you hide food when you were young, and steal it yourself while your mother wasn't around?" Jin Yang put her hand into her nightdress, "Let me see where I hid it."

Ling Ji was so teased that he giggled, twisted his body, and when he raised his head, his slender and tender neck was covered with powder, "Don't~"

Hearing the soft chants that wanted to reject but greet, Jin Yang held down Ling Ji who was moving around, and slowly drew circles down the ridge, "Who are you seducing? I know your mother is coming back."

"No way." Ling Ji blinked, "How do you know that I ate snacks secretly when I was young?"

Clutching her chin and kissing it, Jin Yang sucked her sweet lips, and said vaguely, "I have tasted it."

Ling Ji didn't continue to ask, but kissed back passionately, and Jin Yang crumpled her nightgown into a ball and stuck it around her waist. Smooth and become a charming color of emotion.

Being locked in the room for a long time, Ling Ji was so tired of his mother's control, he allowed himself to enjoy this short period of time, fearing that his family would return, his heart was beating fast, making his blood boil, he was still excited, just caressing When she moved in front of her, she came back to her senses, held Jin Yang's wobbling head, her fingers sank into her black hair, and panted with the last of her rationality, "No traces can be left."

Jin Yang's obedience changed from sucking to licking, slowly melting Ling Ji's hesitation.

Ling Ji usually likes this kind of slow sex, but today he is afraid that his mother will come back, so he will take the initiative to entangle him against the clock.She drew Jin Yang's hand to pinch the side of her panties, smiled shyly, and hooked Jin Yang's soul away, how could she not follow her.

A small piece of pink lace cloth slipped down the white and tender calf, and got stuck on the slender ankle, trembling with the master's movements.

In the end, Jin Yang touched the slippery between her legs, kissed the corner of Ling Ji's lips, and waited for the little rabbit to recover.Ling Ji didn't go limp this time, but pressed her shoulders to support her up, twisted her waist and stood up straight, her hair was disheveled but condescending, her eyes were misty but she evoked a charming smile, and ordered, "Kiss me."

Her innocent face was blushing, and her hoarse voice was stained with lust.

Jin Yang eagerly hooked Ling Ji's waist, leaned forward and pressed it back into his arms to taste it, and the little rabbit's low laugh softly echoed in his ears. Thinking of Ling Ji's leadership last time and this time, he was a little unconvinced, He hugged Ling Ji and got up.

Ushered in such an unexpected embrace, Ling Ji was startled, his legs were softly wrapped around Jin Yang, he was about to speak but was sealed by a deep kiss, he opened his eyes after the world was spinning, and what he saw was the mirror of the wardrobe.The mirror was bright and tall, clearly reflecting himself, Ling Ji's face turned red, and he was about to recede from embarrassment, "You..."

Jin Yang leaned on the cabinet, clasped Ling Ji's waist with one hand to prevent her from leaving, and acted more recklessly with the other hand.

While struggling, Ling Ji's nightgown hanging from his waist fell to the ground, trembling in the teasing, she closed her eyes in embarrassment and heard Jin Yang's smirk next to her ear, "Look."

Without opening his eyes, Ling Ji bit his lips, no matter what Jin Yang did or said, he just groaned a few times, even if his body was defeated, his eyes had to hold the last insistence in the continuous offensive: don't look at his profligate and emotional appearance.

Jin Yang saw through the little rabbit's stubbornness and was about to give up when the door opened suddenly.

Ling Ji's mother is back.

There was a distance between a door and the living room, Ling Ji still panicked, and suddenly opened his eyes and saw himself in the mirror, feeling ashamed and afraid, with tears welling up in his eyelashes.

Jin Yang was distressed, and she listened, "Don't be afraid, I can imitate your voice." After finishing speaking, she stroked Ling Ji's stiff back, pulled back the nightgown and put it on Ling Ji, and placed a comforting mark between her brows. a kiss.

The gauze nightgown was wrinkled by them, Ling Ji caught a glimpse from the mirror and pulled it helplessly.

"Be good, don't be afraid." Jin Yang took Ling Ji to the bedside to cover the quilt, helped pick up the kicked underwear, and cleaned up the mess in the room, in case Ling Ji's mother broke in suddenly.

Ling Ji grabbed the corner of the quilt and trembled, looking in the direction of the door in fear, tears soaked the pillow.

Mom is so fierce?

To avoid revealing Ling Ji's crying, Jin Yang turned off the light, sat on the side of the bed and held Ling Ji's hand to comfort him silently.

There was another sound of closing the door, but Ling Ji's mother didn't come over and went back to her room.

Finally heaving a sigh of relief, Ling Ji pushed Jin Yang, "Hurry up and go."

Fearing that Ling Ji would cry a second later, Jin Yang kissed the back of Ling Ji's hand and rushed out of the window.As soon as she went outside, she smelled something unusual, and went back to the balcony of Ling Ji's mother's room, and opened the curtain to look inside.Ling Ji's mother was still in that elegant dress, sitting in front of the dressing table, gulping wine with one hand, and holding a cigarette with the other, skillfully puffing.

If you are not in good health, you need to take medicine, and you are not allowed to smoke and drink?Could it be that Ling Ji's mother was too stimulated and brought back her old bad habits.

Jin Yang was in a trance for a few minutes, Ling Ji's mother had already filled a bottle, staggered and stuffed the empty bottle into a corner, opened the small refrigerator and took out a few bags of traditional Chinese medicine, counted them with her fingers, and carried three bags to the balcony , generously cut open and discarded.

With an idea in mind, Jin Yang waited for Ling Ji's mother to enter the room, and poked the carrot that was getting stronger and stronger under the nourishment of the medicinal juice, "Has she ever drank the medicine?"

A carrot leaf swings from side to side, making a capital "no."

It seems that Ling Ji's mother's exhortation to her daughter to take the medicine is a yin and yang obedience.

Jin Yang was quite upset, firstly, she was unhappy with Ling Ji's mother's behavior, and secondly, she was worried that such death would affect her body, making Ling Ji's efforts fall short.Jin Yang opened the curtains, waited for Ling Ji's mother to wash up, went in and threw all the tobacco and alcohol into the trash can downstairs.

The next day, Jin Yang told Ling Ji about the incident and asked her to supervise it carefully.

Ling Ji was stunned, unable to recover for a long time, "My mother smokes and drinks? I... have no idea..."

"Don't think about it." Jin Yang patted Ling Ji's head, "It's enough to supervise well in the future."

Ling Ji nodded with red eyes, holding back the tears.

On the third day, Ling Ji found Jin Yang after free activities in physical education class. When he arrived in the woods, he broke down in tears, "My mother went back in the morning without saying a word, and didn't take any medicine..."

Jin Yang was stunned, and gently wiped away Ling Ji's tears, "Don't worry, let your father watch her."

"My dad is busy..." Ling Ji sniffed, grabbed Jin Yang's collar, and stomped anxiously, "What should I do?"

Jin Yang didn't know what to do, she wanted to know more, "Has your mother ever done this before?"

"No..." Ling Ji sobbed, speaking intermittently, "Could it be...because...I..."

Even if the truth is possible, Jin Yang didn't want to hurt Ling Ji, so she lied in good faith, "I think it's an old habit, it won't happen."

Ling Ji wept silently, fearing that the tragedy of the previous life would repeat itself.Seeing that her slender shoulders were trembling, Jin Yang could not do anything, so she stayed by her side and coaxed Ling Ji to eat some white porridge at noon, before sending her home worriedly.

As soon as he entered, Jin Yang was startled by the mess in the house, Ling Ji brushed his hair, picked up the scattered things on the ground, and threw them into his mother's room.

Jin Yang followed to help, and when she entered the door, she smelled it and felt something was wrong. She opened the closet and found that it was in a mess, but only the red clothes were missing, such as what Ling Ji's mother wore on the day of the parents' meeting.

"What's wrong?" Ling Ji didn't know why.

Rushing to the balcony, Jin Yang picked up the empty flower pot, feeling annoyed for a while, "Your mother didn't leave by herself."

Ling Ji had an ominous premonition, his lips moved, ready to cry.

Considering the little rabbit's ability to accept, Jin Yang found a gentle and funny way of saying it.

"The carrots are rebelling!"