The time is the boudoir of the mother's house where the parents' wedding anniversary is celebrated
My parents were both old opera fans, and on the thirtieth anniversary of their marriage, I bought two Yue opera tickets at 8 p.m. to give them. My parents were happy and praised me as their confidant. In fact, they don't know that we have other intentions.
That night, my husband and I didn't go straight home after sending our parents to the theater, but drove back to my mother's house. After getting married, my parents kept everything in the bedroom for me, including of course my boudoir that we had been peeping into for a long time. That was where my husband and I first had a relationship when we were still in love. After getting married, we have wanted to relive our dreams countless times, and today we finally found the opportunity.
As soon as I entered the door, my husband gave me a bear hug and gently placed me on the single bed, which was only one meter and three meters wide, and the stealing action began immediately.
However, we all forgot that after a few years of marriage, the serious increase in our own weight, coupled with the disrepair of the small bed, just when my husband and I were entangled, before we had time to get into the right topic, the bed of love suddenly collapsed, and my husband and I were thrown firm. Clean everything and come home. I was rubbing the bruises on my body, the phone rang, it was my mother's voice, NanNan, how did the small bed at home collapse? I hurriedly said: I don't know, after sending you we will go home, is it a rat? Mom muttered, Twenty floors, where are the rats? Nervously hung up the phone, but the husband said with a naughty face over there that the secret affair activity had failed
Unexpected experience: awkward, but endlessly evocative!
