My Persistent Love for My Mother
Copyright© 2024 by danbaifen
Chapter 62: Epidemic
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 62: Epidemic - Looking at those beautiful legs and the perky buttocks, I couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like if I hugged my mother from behind and rubbed my penis between her legs or between her buttocks. As I thought about it, the penis under my crotch gradually became hard, and a bulge appeared in my loose sweatpants. I really wanted to reach out and ravage her hard, but I didn't have the courage to do so. In my eyes, my mother is a noble and inviolable existence.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Mother Son
Knowing Jiang Yueyue’s recent situation, my mood has improved a lot, and I walked out of the bedroom with brisk steps.
Mom glanced at me and snorted at me unhappily, venting her dissatisfaction.
There is no way. The results of this monthly exam have dropped a lot compared to the last time, and Mom is a little unhappy.
At the dinner table, I didn’t dare to do anything weird. I just kept my head down and ate.
After dinner, I was about to go back to the room to study, and my mother called me and pointed to the side of the sofa, motioning me to sit down.
“Mom, what’s wrong?”
I sat down politely and asked in a low voice.
“Nothing, just asking how your study is going recently”
Mom was holding a pillow in her arms, leaning on the sofa casually. Maybe because she had just eaten a full meal, Mom was a little relaxed, revealing a lazy style everywhere.
I looked up at my mother and replied, “It’s okay.”
“What do you mean it’s okay? Your grades have dropped, but you’re not worried at all.”
I curled my lips: “Then it’s useless for me to worry.”
My mother snorted coldly: “Are you not worried? I think you’re worried about the wrong direction.”
I ... had nothing to say.
My mother looked at me strangely and asked, “Why don’t you talk? Are you still thinking about Jiang Yueyue?”
Hearing this, I shook my head in silence.
“Humph”
My mother sneered and said, “Don’t I know what you think? You only think about that little thing every day. Yueyue is either the first or the second in every exam. What about you? If you continue like this, let alone getting into the same school as her, you’ll have a hard time getting into a university.”
I ... understood that this was my mother’s provocation, and she wanted to use this to motivate me to study hard, and I was too lazy to refute it.
So, I continued to be silent.
Seeing that I didn’t react, my mother was a little angry, threw the pillow, and shouted: “Speak, you are dumb”
“What do you want me to say? Besides, I didn’t do anything wrong”
I muttered.
“Don’t you know what you are like now? Why did your grades drop so much in the last monthly exam? Don’t you reflect on yourself?”
My mother’s tone was a little anxious, and it was also because of my grades that she was angry.
I sighed and had to say: “Mom, I’m really fine, I have figured it out, I will study hard, don’t worry”
Mom stared at me for a while and stopped asking questions.
Quiet down, suddenly there is nothing to say, the atmosphere seems a little awkward.
I don’t know what happened recently. Dad has been working overtime and often comes back late at night. There are only me and my mother at home, and sometimes I don’t know how to talk.
After all, I did that to my mother, and my mother was also on guard against me, and the relationship seemed very delicate.
Although I have been very honest in recent times, the existing facts are in front of me and my mother.
At this time, my mother coughed dryly, turned on the TV, glanced at me, and said, “Why are you still sitting there? Go back to your room to study.”
I got up and went back to the bedroom.
Recently, my mother has talked to me more often, probably because of the matter between me and Jiang Yueyue. She is worried that my study will be affected, and wants to enlighten me.
In fact, I understand without my mother telling me those big truths.
I can’t live up to my mother’s expectations, nor can I let Jiang Yueyue down.
In the following days, I devoted my energy to study, worked hard, and reviewed every night until late at night before lying down to rest.
My mother saw all these changes in me, and her attitude towards me was gentler than before.
That night, it was still just me and my mother.
I just ate my meal in silence. While eating, my mother also cared about my study problems. At the same time, she didn’t forget to pay attention to the news.
The TV reported the recent epidemic situation in Ezhou City, and it was also on CCTV News.
It seems to be getting worse.
“At present, the Health Commission of Luzhou City has issued a notice on the treatment of unknown pneumonia. At the same time, the expert group of the Health Commission has arrived in Luzhou to carry out relevant testing and verification work.”
“At present, the Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government of Ezhou City have made important instructions...”
I frowned when I heard the news on TV, and simply put down my chopsticks and watched it.
“The Health Commission of Luzhou City has issued a notice on the situation of the unknown pneumonia epidemic in Luzhou City...”
At this time, I suddenly remembered the news text message I saw on my mobile phone that day, which seemed to be related to this unknown pneumonia, but I didn’t take it seriously that day.
Now it seems that it is serious again.
I couldn’t help but ask my mother: “Mom, what pneumonia are you talking about? It won’t be contagious, right?”
My mother glanced at me, then looked at the news and said: “Didn’t you watch the news? There is no human-to-human transmission.”
I whispered back: “That’s not certain. What if it is contagious? How terrible it is.”
“You crow’s mouth! Shut up!”
I whispered again: “Am I not also worried and anxious? Look at those people on TV, wearing protective clothing, just like in the movies, it’s not terrible.”
My mother threw the chopsticks, glared at her, and said unhappily: “If something really happens, there is still the country. Do you need to worry? Putting your mind on studying is better than anything else.”
“My dad is a doctor, I am wrong to be anxious.”
I felt wronged and said: “Why don’t you call my dad and ask him?”
My mother was anxious when she heard this, and slapped the table: “I know, you don’t need to remind me.”
I pouted and didn’t speak, and I didn’t think so.
Humph, he brought his classroom style home. Since he became the head teacher, his temper has become worse than before.
I complained in my heart and went back to my bedroom to study.
Mom is right. I just need to believe in the country and the government. Why should I be in such a hurry?
On the third weekend, Dad came home from get off work with a big bag in his hand.
I opened it and saw masks, disinfectant, alcohol, protective clothing ... all of them were medical protective equipment.
“Dad, why did you buy so much? My mom has already bought it.”
I looked up and asked.
Dad sat down on the sofa tiredly, rubbing his eyebrows, and said: “Prepare more, just in case.”
Mom also came out of the kitchen, looking at the pile of medical protective equipment on the ground, frowned and said: “Is it that serious?”
Dad nodded: “It changes almost every day. The hospital room is almost full, and people are isolated and checked every day.”
Hearing this, Mom’s eyebrows tightened: “It’s starting to spread.”
“Yes”