The strongest cheating student

Chapter 270 Youth is the Most Unforgettable
"Old guy, tell me. Now I really believe it a little bit. After you finish asking, I will ask him a few questions about the secrets of my mother and son." Mrs. Han thought anxiously. This kind of story, I feel somewhat believable, coupled with Han Wudao's behavior, made her feel that this young man is really like her son, only one way to be sure.

In a growing family, parents and children have more or less little secrets, but when Mr. Han didn't tell those little secrets, he first asked Han Wudao about some naughty things when he was a child, some things about helping him wipe his ass.

"Boy, tell me, what good things did you do when you were in the sixth grade of elementary school." Mr. Han looked at the young man, tightly held his wife's arm, and said, leaning his head on his wife's shoulder like his usual son.

"Dad, can you change the second matter, that matter is so embarrassing, how dare I say it." Han Wudao said thinking about the matter of the sixth grade.

"Let's talk about this first, and then I'll ask a few more things." Mr. Han said.

"What good thing can I do, is lift up the female teacher's skirt during class, and then meet the parents." Han Wudao thought that he had matured very early, and he had already started to have curious thoughts about women in the sixth grade.

"Then, what did you do when you met your parents?" Speaking of this matter, Mr. Han asked again.

"I see the parents. In the office, I lifted up the skirt of that young beautiful teacher for you to take a look too. When you came back with me, didn't you say that the bottom of my head teacher's skirt looks so good?" Han Wudao said lightly to this. Face's dad said.

"Cough, cough, I can't confirm whether you are your son or not. Let me ask another question." Mr. Han remembered that his son had inherited his lecherous genes and said, "Tell me about your sophomore year. At that time, you fucked the school belle Now, what did Dad say to you when you came back."

"What else can I say, didn't you let me give birth to a doll for my mother in college, and you want me to help you coax a school belle, and let you take care of the school belle or something." Han Wudao said to this old and unscrupulous father.

Han Wudao's words made Mrs. Han next to her fix her eyes on this wife. I have to say that he is really thick-skinned and treat it like nothing.

"Is there such a thing?" Mrs. Han asked.

"I did say that, but I didn't keep any school beauties." Mr. Han explained to his wife, then his eyes fell on Han Wudao and said: "Boy, you really doubt that you are a son, but there is still After you answer the last question, I will trust your son."

There are so many problems, one or two are endless. Fortunately, Han Wudao was mentally prepared early in the morning, knowing that this matter will not go so smoothly, but it’s okay, Han Wudao has a lot of patience.

The last question, only the three of them know, this matter is also a kind of shady one.

"In the second grade of junior high school, what did you see when you came back from school in the rain one day?" Mr. Han stared at Han Wudao, a handsome young man, and asked.

As soon as this sentence came out, the lady sitting next to her, thinking about it, couldn't help but blushed slightly, and stared at Han Wudao beside her, wanting to know this thing that only the three of them knew.

"I said you still have to be ashamed, and you still have to talk about such a embarrassing thing." Han Wudao gave his father a look and said, "I came back that day, and I saw you pressed my mother in the kitchen and was hit by me." Seriously, what are you talking about giving me a younger brother or sister!"

"Ahem, don't worry about this old guy, just answer one question for me." The lady blushed when she heard Han Wudao's words, and only the three of them knew about it. At that time, Han Wudao also promised that they would not tell it. of/
"Mom, tell me. After you're done, I'll have something good for you in a while." Han Wudao said in his mother's arms like a child who couldn't grow up.

Han Wudao's mother's words are also a little secret, a secret that only she and her son know. If Han Wudao can tell this secret, then she will believe that Han Wudao is her son.

However, she doesn't count as saying it in front of her husband, because of this little secret, she can't let her husband know that this secret will only belong to her and her son forever and ever.

"Let's talk in the room." Mrs. Han pulled Han Wudao up and said.

"Really, I can't listen to any secrets." Seeing his wife, Mr. Han pulled the young man into the room and closed the door. Looking at the familiar background, he murmured: " This young man can't really be my son, can he really be transported by the soul? This world is too weird."

In the room, the question Mrs. Han asked was also very simple, asking what good things Han Wudao did in this room in the last week of the second half of the second semester of the second year of junior high school.

Her question didn't explain too thoroughly, nor did she talk about that day, but only talked about the second half of the second half of the second year of junior high school, and what good things she did in this room.

Han Wudao has done many things in this room, and he often ran in to get money or something, but in the last week of the second half of the second semester of the second year of junior high school, there was only one question for such a short question.

Regarding this question, this time, it was Han Wudao's turn to be a little embarrassed to say it. To be honest, he looked at the person in front of him who was clearly in her 40s, and she was clearly well maintained. A year ago, she looked like she was in her early thirties at most. The noble lady can now look like a woman in her 50s, with gray hair and wrinkled faces.

"Mom, can you change it? I'm a little embarrassed to say this." Han Wudao said to his mother.

"It's okay, I'm young now, I can see through everything, and I don't know if I can live for a few years. Some time ago, my family doctor told me that I have depression, but it's a serious one." Mrs. Han said Looking at the handsome young man in front of him, he said, "Although I'm already half sure, I still want to make sure, to make sure of the little secret between you and me."

"I'll close the door first, lest dad eavesdrop outside." Han Wudao said.

"Well, well, now my heart is pounding, come on, I can't wait." Mrs. Han said when she saw this handsome guy close the door.

After closing the door, Han Wudao pulled the chair over, sat down in front of her, and looked at her old body with his eyes, feeling extremely painful in his heart.

Looking at this beautiful mother back then, this proud mother, how can she become an old man now, with gray hair and many wrinkles on her face, it is hard to imagine this one in front of her, often called by the boys in the class The most beautiful young woman, the most beautiful woman that countless big men want to overthrow.

"Mom, let me say it again, I really didn't want to be like that at the time. You know, boys are always curious about women's bodies during puberty, and mom, you are the most beautiful woman in my heart. Sensible, you can't blame me." Han Wudao explained to her.

"Well, go on, I'm listening."

Mrs. Han nodded with a smile, and also understood the changes in boys' puberty, and it was also because Han Wudao started taking girls home for the night that night. As for whether he had sex with girls, I don't know.

(End of this chapter)