Fate, fate, how could a married woman in her thirties and the mother of a child who was about to turn eight years old be bullied in bed like this by a minor who was twelve years younger, not just once or twice but for three years. It's sinful to think about it, and it's funny to think about it.
I remember that the child had just turned one year old at the time and had not played the piano for a long time. He was flexing his fingers in the piano room of the educational institution. He was quite happy at that time and could finally breathe some air. It is said that the little kid happened to be waiting for her friend to finish class. Her friend's calligraphy class was not far next door. She was bored and wanted to hear who was playing the piano where. When she walked in, she saw that the posture was quite crazy (funny, can I play the piano like that?). She thought it was interesting, so she walked over and watched me play. Unexpectedly, she fell in love with me...
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