Zhao An got into Aunt Xia's car and followed her home, while his mother went back to the apartment to take a shower. It was helpful to let her son vent appropriately. At least she still took the initiative and didn't need to worry about other problems.
As soon as they got home, Xia Yaxuan and Zhao An hugged each other, ignoring Zhang Chang who was playing on the computer in the room. They entered Aunt Xia's room and started rolling on the sheets. The sound of flesh colliding soon came from the room. Zhao An, who had done it for several hours in a day, was still energetic and not tired at all. He could be a breeding pig for women at any time.
On the other hand, Wei Hao, a classmate who had clashed with Zhao An before, seemed a little heavy at home.
Wei Hao saw his father coming back with scars all over his body, and was immediately surprised, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"
Wei Hao's father waved his hand, found the medicine by himself, and then wiped it for himself, "It's just a heroic act, don't worry."
The truth is that Wei Hao's father was indeed a heroic act, but he accidentally knocked a woman to the ground. He was immediately beaten by the man the woman called, and he would beat him again the next time he saw him.
Wei Hao's mother also came back with a tired face. She encountered some difficulties when she was setting up a stall today. Either she was given fake money, or she took it and ran away. She had never seen such things before, as if they were targeting her.
Wei Hao overheard the conversation between his mother and father at night, and felt that his family seemed to have encountered some difficulties. He thought of the provocation of Zhao An before, as if the source of all this was that he provoked Zhao An.
But Wei Hao couldn't figure it out, because he had never heard of any classmates talking about Zhao An's background. Isn't he just a guy who lost his father since childhood? How can he be so powerful and have such a background? Is this provoking an iron plate?
All this was ordered by Zhao An. Don't hit people in the face. What he hates most is such a person who speaks without restraint. Since he likes to expose other people's scars so much, then well, wait to be dealt with. It's really lacking the beating of society, how can you like to play.
Wei Hao's family's economy could no longer grow and began to decline. This was an inevitable result. Zhao An wanted to destroy his family and make him die slowly.
Slowly tortured, bit by bit, to make him collapse. Finally, before Wei Hao died, he told him that he did all this, and then sent him to death, so that he would die clearly!
At twelve o'clock in the evening, Zhao An returned to his home and went crazy for three hours at Aunt Xia's house. Aunt Xia, who was charming, exuded a mature style all over her body, especially after she put on suspender stockings and brand new fish-mouth high heels, Zhao An could not stop, and moved on her again and again, venting his impassioned animal desire.
The mother was still typing on the keyboard, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on her nose, which made her look a little beautiful and intellectual. No wonder there were suitors. She was beautiful and well-maintained, with a curvy figure that made people imagine, and she had fair skin. Women with fair skin were not ugly at all, which made men want to conquer and ravage her.
"Mom, are you still busy? Take a break, don't get too tired. By the way, when will we buy our villa? Write your name on it, I'll pay for it." Zhao An hugged his mother and said, kissing her pretty face, breathing in her hair full of shower gel fragrance, feeling really good, the warmth made him feel at ease.
Zhao Xinlei kissed her son, stroking her hair with her jade hands, "Go take a shower, it's almost time to go to bed."
"Mom, will you still use your silk stockings feet tonight?" Zhao An said with a sly smile, he said he could still continue to shoot a few times, especially facing his mother's silk stockings feet, there was no resistance at all, he would shoot every time he saw it.
Zhao Xinlei rolled her eyes at her son and stroked his hair, "Xiao An, you are still growing up, you should pay attention to moderation, isn't it comfortable enough to play with your Aunt Xia?"
"How can it be as comfortable as playing with mom, mom, I want to sleep with you." Zhao An kissed his mother's red lips a little emotionally, no matter how he kissed, it was not enough.
After a long time, the mother pushed Zhao An and said, "Okay, go take a shower. Wait until you get the first place in the exam."
No words were spoken all night. It felt different to sleep with a beautiful woman in your arms.
On Monday, Zhao An came to the classroom. No one dared to talk to him when he was playing on the computer this time, and they would not talk. They should be grateful for what they have received. These are the most basic things. Moreover, Wei Hao's fate has been seen. He will be beaten by senior students at any time.
It was time to change the song list today. Duan Liang spent some money to buy a recommended position and put Zhao An's song on it. It was the popular "Sailor".
When he clicked on the song software, the first ranking was Sailor, and the download volume soared rapidly. The lyrics are simple and easy to understand, and at the same time, they are full of rhymes, with positive and healthy meanings.
Even the teacher hummed a few sentences after listening to it, and the song quickly topped the list.
Almost at the end of the morning class, Zhao An received a congratulatory call from Duan Liang at noon.
At this time, Zhao An had just finished his meal and was in his dormitory. He was thrusting up and down, and under him was Wang Huifang, Mr. Peng's wife, who was wearing stockings and was pressed down by him. His thick and long penis penetrated the mature woman's vagina again and again.
"I know, you keep on taking care of it. This is just the beginning. Put all three of my songs on it. Indicate that they are mine. I have registered the patents, and I will start a live broadcast later. Oh, there is no live broadcast now, but my company will start soon. Okay, let's do this first, you keep on handling it, and tell me if the money is not enough, and I must follow up!" Zhao An held the phone in one hand and grabbed Wang Huifang's big breasts with the other hand and ravaged them.
Duan Liang nodded and said, "Okay, Mr. Zhao, don't worry, I will do it properly, and I have sufficient funds. Okay, I will do it." A woman's low moan was faintly heard from the other end of the phone. It was obvious that he was having sex. He started playing with women in the middle of the day. He is indeed a rich second generation. The plain life of rich people is so boring. All they do is play with women!