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(Summary: Pay attention to virtue.)
Yesterday, I had a dream again I ran anxiously to the bedroom on the north side of my mother's big house, and used a night bucket to relieve myself next to the big bed. But I don't know what happened, many of them were released outside the night barrel, and the fallen floor tiles were everywhere, half inside the barrel and half outside the barrel. Helpless, after urinating, I squatted down and wiped the floor tiles with toilet paper to clean them up.
Just as I was cleaning the floor, out of the corner of my eye, I saw my mother leading two people along the wall and into my small bedroom through this big room. I didn't pay attention at first, I still wiped the floor. After a while, I suddenly felt something was wrong. What were those two people doing in my bedroom? Are those two in my bedroom right now? who?
Thinking about this, I felt uncomfortable, and immediately got up and went to my bedroom. I don't like people coming into my room and messing with my things on weekdays.
As a result, I opened the door anxiously and saw that they were a tattooed couple (pronounciation). The man was sitting by my bed, the woman was leaning against a table, and the couple were talking face to face. The man was still sitting quietly, he propped his hands back, and his big greasy ass with piles of flesh was sitting next to the bed. I felt disgusted in my heart I can accept it by leaning on the table, but I can't sit on the bed. On weekdays, I change my pajamas before I go to bed by myself. It's disgusting to think about where you've sat. I have to deal with the sheets, I have to deal with them, spray alcohol or something.
I don't want to just sit on someone else's bed, I know it's not good.
I'm upset in my heart, but I can't show it on the face. After all, I know each other, and I have to save face. But it's been a long time since I saw each other. I don't know where and what the couple have been doing for a long time.
I went to my bed and pretended to tidy the bed, drove the man up, and put a sheet on the side of the bed. The man didn't say anything, but the woman said that I was afraid of catching a cold or something like this, the words were weird. I think that woman may have seen my little obsession with the bed, and she was talking about me in a roundabout way. Recalling an incident before, the couple asked me to do something, and I refused because I thought it was inappropriate. At that time, the man wanted to lose his temper with me because of this, but he was stopped by the woman face to face, I could tell. But then the woman called me a watchdog, and the man followed suit, and the couple scolded me together.
The two of them came here this time because my mother called me to pick up the goods. My mother is really, why did someone come into my room like this.
Instead, I stood outside. The man with the tattooed couple had already left on a tricycle, and the woman got on the bike and was ready to go when she was ready. Someone asked her if she was okay, and she said it was fine. Looking at the thin woman, it is not easy to do the work of pulling goods with a tricycle. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com