Real Virgin Mother, touching wife x fake gentle and surly female high school student
Asasi x white cut black
Age difference 12
Poaching / cheating / fake mother and daughter / being good in bottoms
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xxx was sent to boarding by her biological mother for the nth time. This time, the foster mother had an oval face, a side ponytail, and a voice as gentle as a puddle.
"Welcome home." She held her hands together cautiously, her cheeks flushed.
Xxx nodded politely: "Hello, new mother."
The new mother is a good-natured woman.
In xxx, she used hot water to kill the orchids she had carefully cultivated for many years (other bad things she did)
She also still had a smiling face.
Until late at night, she went into the room to tuck the quilt for xxx, with her fingertips under her eyes and her warm breath in her ears.
The woman's voice was tender and helpless.
"Xxx, you are such a bad boy."
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The new mother has a girlfriend of five years.
The two are deeply in love and have been together for many years. They have decided to get married next year. Friends around me are envious of them, what a sweet pair of mandarin ducks.
The new mother did a lot of considerate and motherly things for her xxxxx
Until late at night, xxx once again saw a woman bursting into tears, begging her girlfriend in a humble tone not to leave her alone.
Tears fell into my heart, and xxx made up his mind.
"If this kind of person can be your wife, then why can't I?"
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On the day I made the official announcement with my sister, I received a message from my former love rival.
She sent a photo.
The photos include handwoven red scarves, handmade cups, ceramic bowls, engraved seals...
"Has sister done this to you?" The former love rival asked.
I'll make a phone call.
"What can it mean?" I asked her.
"This can only mean that my sister once liked you very much and regarded you as her treasure. But what about now?" I chuckled.
"You are in the past tense."
The former love rival seemed to be crazy, and shouted in a high-pitched voice: "My sister has liked me for five years, why do you think she will change her mind?? She is only with you for fun, do you understand?!"
I turned to look at my sister who was sleeping soundly beside me. The small table lamp beside the bed was softly lit, and my sister was breathing long.
I couldn't help but soften my heart.
"Oh, it's none of your business."
Intention: What is yours is ultimately yours
