Scum Coercion

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Tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, her hair flew up, and my nose started to itch when she scratched it.

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"What's the matter, Jasmine, didn't you just close your eyes and pretend to be dead?"

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"Hahaha don't...hahaha..."

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Her panting became more and more urgent, but she could only laugh sadly because I was playing with her little belly button.

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Because my body struggled so intensely, I even sprayed my face with saliva.

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Suddenly I felt that I was ruining the atmosphere too much, and it was obviously a bit of a romantic drama before.

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"If you say good brother, I will let you go."

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"Hahaha, good brother...let me go...hahaha it's too bad...hahaha..."

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"Okay, let me let you laugh for 5 minutes. It's ten years old to laugh."

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"Hahaha you liar...hahahaha...ah...ah...my life is about to be shortened by 10 years hahaha!"

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"What are you talking about? Longevity doesn't mean you can't laugh without losing your smile. At most, you can get wrinkles when you laugh, but it's okay. You're very young, and you can't laugh without wrinkles in a short time."

"Don't...hahaha!"

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Jasmine, whose belly was constantly tickled by me, let out an increasingly sharp whine.

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Just at this time.

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Jasmine, who was suppressed by me, suddenly went berserk.

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Yes, literally, she was like a hydrogen balloon filled with air, and she supported her body lightly with her two arms, and spun in the air gorgeously.

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While twirling in the air, she also gave a hoarse dry laugh, probably not completely freed from my tickling attack.

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But her body is really light, and she landed on the bed next to me with her knees like this.

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huh?

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I was stunned by her dance-like movements for a moment, so I opened my lips slightly and didn't say anything.

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"Go to hell, scumbag!"

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Her face was flushed, she was so angry that she seemed to lose her mind, and Jasmine's voice became higher and higher.

"Huh? Wait a minute, hey!"

"Die!"

An exasperated Jasmine fully displayed the martial arts skills she had trained, shouted and punished me with an iron fist.

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"what!"

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With a scream, my eyes went black.

4. Mother's Day Special

The second Sunday in May is Mother's Day.

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Today is the day before that day.

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On Saturday, when I woke up in the morning, I was faced with the empty ceiling of my house.

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The sun came in from outside, which made me feel warm and sad at the same time.

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By the way...why don't I live next to my mother as a high school student?

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In the final analysis, it was because my parents had already sold an unknown number of acres of land in the countryside, and they were still building their own houses on some of the fields. When the government developed tourist areas and demolished land, they made a big deal, and lived a life of demolition upstarts. life.Those two parents who lacked ideals found their own ideals after getting rich, got rid of the boring life in the country, and now they are traveling around the world by the way.

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Hmm... I can't cry. Although I lack love and care, I don't have to worry about eating and drinking anyway. To be a human being, one must know how to be content.

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Thinking of this, I got up from the bed.

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Scratching my head, I squinted and looked out the window.

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Outside is the garden of this double-storey house. From this angle, you can just see the singing of birds and flowers and the pumpkin chandeliers hanging on the trees.

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I bought that thing to decorate the atmosphere. The so-called pumpkin chandelier is an artifact of lighting that can light up for 2 nights after charging for 3 hours. Maybe it can also exorcise demons.

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Getting off the bed, I walked slowly to the bathroom and started to wash up.

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Although today is a Saturday when I don't need to go to class, my heart is inexplicably heavy. The reason is that I am really bored.

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In this case, it should be better to find something to do.

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Opening the address book, in addition to the friends I used to know in my hometown, there are also friends who played games with me in high school, and of course the source of my greatest joy.

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Without hesitation at all, I texted over there.

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——"Hi Jasmine, are you there?"

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The other side didn't reply me.

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This is also normal, because I actually know her dislike for me. If it weren't for the fact that I had the right to make her cry on the spot, she probably wouldn't even look at me.

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To give her a kick, I decided to weaponize more and more handles I'd collected during our relationship at her.

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So I just opened a drawer in my closet and took a picture of a woman's triangle panty for her.

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——"You forgot to bring this back when you came to my house last time, do you want me to send it to your house?"

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