Chapter 27

After dinner, my mother said she wanted to go for a walk, so I had to go with her despite the pain. Just now, in order to punish me, my mother planted a lot of strawberries on the inside of my legs. When I closed my legs, I would touch the kiss marks. Although the pain was bearable, it also made me feel very uncomfortable.

In order to avoid getting injured, I had to walk with my legs apart as much as possible. At the same time, I had to be careful not to be too deliberate so as not to be discovered by passers-by. The originally leisurely walk turned into a continuation of punishment.

Mom crossed her arms, tilted her head and admired my embarrassment, and teased,” Benjamin, the way you walk is so strange, just like a little girl who has just been raped by a big pervert.”

I glanced around nervously, making sure that all the tourists were far away, and then I replied unhappily, “My current state is all caused by my mother.”

“From your tone, it seems like you are very dissatisfied with mom?” Mom touched my head and glanced between my legs with ill intent, “Mom should have planted a few strawberries somewhere else just now. Otherwise, let’s not watch the fireworks and go back to the room now.”

I took two steps back and said with a smile, “Mom, you misunderstood. What I meant was that I am so happy now because of your love, and I have absolutely no intention of being dissatisfied. I love watching fireworks the most, so let’s wait until they are over before going back.”

Although it hurts to plant strawberries on my legs, it is still within the tolerable range. If my mother plays the same thing on my little brother, I don’t have the constitution to be a M, I will lose half my life if I don’t die. Going back to the room with my mother at this time is completely seeking death. I am not that stupid.

My mother grabbed my hand, pulled me back to her side, and asked with a smile, “Aren’t you in so much pain that you can’t even close your legs? Can you still be happy like this?”

“Pain and happiness are not contradictory. I am ... in pain and happy at the same time!”

My mother couldn’t help but tap my head and said with a smile: “Then let you be happier.”

“It hurts, it hurts, it hurts...” I quickly covered my head and begged for mercy, “Mom, please don’t hit me. Happiness comes too much and too suddenly. I am so happy that I am about to faint!”

My mother seemed to find it very funny. She kept knocking my head like a wooden fish while laughing, until she couldn’t breathe from laughing, and then she stopped when I screamed exaggeratedly. Rubbing my head that was almost like a Buddha, I helped my mother, who was bent over with laughter, sit down on a bench by the lake, taking the opportunity to relieve my poor legs.