Orphans and widows
The emptiness is filled, the aftertaste is sour and sweaty.
Even a young woman like Luo Yu, who has been in love for a long time, can't match the vigorous energy of a teenager. It took a long time for her head to recover from dizziness and swelling, as if her soul had flowed away with the incontinence-like liquid during orgasm, and she was confused. Fragrant, condensed fishy, a layer of melancholy that couldn't be more fragrant.
Before the funeral was over, the two of them turned upside down in the mourning hall, which was simply unacceptable.
To be precise, she was in love and he was in heat.
Luo Yu was annoyed at her declining self-control, how could she get along with him in a dizzy way.
Is it really the same as the rumors say? Young women can't bear the emptiness and loneliness the most, and need the nourishment of sex?
Especially quality sex.
Luo Yu still doesn't know what the genetics of the Duan family are, but after being fed by the boy repeatedly, she has to admit that his hardware is really good.
The length of the dick, the force of the thrusting...
Licking her lips in a daze, she bit herself cruelly, forcing herself to wake up.
What are you thinking.
Behind him, he rubbed her waist to dispel her melancholy.
She turned a deaf ear and waited for him to pull out the cock, then used a silk handkerchief to clean up the muddy pussy.
"Luo Concubine."
He suddenly called her name, the first time in history.
It caused her fingers to tremble, almost touching the red and swollen penis, otherwise her legs would be weak and she would fall down.
"I'm serious about you."
He seemed to be dissatisfied with her attitude for a long time. She was fascinated during sex, and always looked hot on the outside and cold on the inside after they separated, so he simply used this as an excuse.
"Oh?" Her ending voice was still lingering, she squeezed the silk handkerchief in her hand, and stuffed it into his pocket, "Missing? Which aspect?"
The flamboyant action made the boy's eyes scarlet.
"Don't worry. Duan Yu, don't you also hide your identity from me?" She pursed her red lips, "Men in your Duan family are used to deceiving people, and there is no good one."
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After the abbot chanted sutras, the door of the mourning hall was opened again, and the inner room was seen again.
The little widow and the wild young master stood side by side side by side, looking roughly, the little widow changed into a new black dress, but this is not surprising, the rich young mistress has always been exquisite, and it is such a solemn occasion as the funeral of her deceased husband. A couple of new outfits will do the trick.
She seemed to be getting a little more familiar with the stepson who just met beside her. When guests asked about the posthumous child, she would hold her belly and forcefully smile: "This child will be called Brother Young Master after birth."
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the generations of wealthy families are chaotic, and the young master is almost in his twenties before the little mother gets pregnant. To put it more presumptuously, the young master can also make the little mother pregnant.
Thinking about it this way, and looking at this pair of orphans and widows, it seems that there is a feeling of inexplicability.
Luo Yu is a typical example of not expressing sorrow and joy, and she responded to the young master with one sentence, and then saw Commander Zhou who came to express his condolences.
This Commander Zhou was Duan Yu's former adoptive father, and it was the first time she saw her, so she naturally had to say something polite and perform "parental duties" for Duan Wen.
"I wonder if Commander Zhou will marry the young master?" She suppressed her tears and asked with concern, pretending to be a loving mother.
As soon as the words fell, the young man's face darkened visibly to the naked eye, and he didn't say a word.
The image they presented at the funeral has always been the same: the delicate and worried little widow, the dull and black-faced young master.
I don't know what kind of festival happened when chanting sutras.
Commander Zhou was upright and didn't protect his weaknesses. He pointed at Duan Yu with his military cap: "This wolf cub has his own ideas, and it's useless for you to worry about him. He just doesn't like An Sheng. I don’t even say a word during the holidays, and this summer is also the same, I don’t know which cramp, I must stay in the apartment of his school, I have a very bad temper, it’s good if I don’t make trouble for you!”
During the summer season, I have been staying in the apartment.
Luo Yu remembered how he left without saying goodbye in the early summer, and suddenly understood Duan Yu's mood.
A stray cat that has been fed for half a month suddenly stops feeding. When I meet again after half a year, it is inevitable to stretch out its claws and bite people.
"You're joking, the Duan family is lucky to have him." It was rare for Luo Yu to say a good word for the mute young master.
When the funeral process was over that day, the driver drove to pick up the young mistress and the young master back to Duan's mansion.
On the way, Duan Yu used the reflection from the car window to keep staring at her with her eyes closed.
Her temperament is too mysterious, she ran on him with the last sentence, but she helped him speak well in front of people with the next sentence.
Not only is his temperament mysterious, but his style of doing things is also unpredictable.
Before meeting her, Duan Yu never knew that there was such a thing as "borrowing the essence" in the world, and he knew it when he heard some old news from Fu Yao.
Borrow essence to become pregnant.
Oh, she can really do it.
But now, he is not sure if she is borrowing his essence to conceive.
If there is no emotion, Duan Wen's coffin can't be covered;
If she had feelings, she was completely indifferent to him.
As for the species in her belly, according to her behavior, other possibilities cannot be ruled out. After all, she has emphasized many times that it is not his species, and if he insists on it, he will be suspected of being self-indulgent.
He had to wait for the genetic test after he was born, but he didn't mind at all.
This is not the only thing waiting to be unveiled.
After arriving at Duan Zhai, the housekeeper respectfully asked a question.
"Young mistress, which room does the young master live in?"
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Everyone likes Lingtang play, but it's a pity that you can only do it once
So...lots and lots of "voluntary" cheating ensues
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General Fiction✦ 𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐋 At the funeral of a wealthy family in the drizzle, the new widow who is pregnant with a posthumous child is still mourning for the master of the Duan family. She was tightly covered in black clothes...
