breastfeeding

Author: assa
Word count: 20684
I am Xiaoxin, ten years old this year, and my mother is Jiang Meiping, who is in her forties. My mother looks very dignified, a bit like Zhong Chuhong, she weighs almost 70 kg, and her height is almost 1.7. She is very plump. In my eyes, she is not fat at all, but she is very beautiful. When I was a child, I felt very stable when I saw my mother. I felt that it was best to be with my mother at all times, so that I could feel her care all the time. I heard from my mother that when I was almost four years old, my mother stopped feeding me her own milk after weaning. My father abandoned my mother when I was not born. All these years, my mother has raised me alone. I heard from my aunt that my mother never had a boyfriend in order to treat me well. She put all her thoughts and love on me. My aunt said that my mother is “everything is good for a child”. In fact, she has always been considerate of me. She has taken care of my daily necessities since childhood. Perhaps in the Danxin family, my mother is my only relative and the person who brought me into this world. I have been obsessed with my mother since I was a child, and I even said that I am very attached to her… In her eyes, I am a piece of meat that fell from her body, but in my eyes, she is a very charming mother. Among their peers, they are the shorter ones. Walking with mother only reaches about mother’s belly. My mother used to worry about whether I was blind and abnormal, and asked me to see a doctor, but the doctor said that everything was normal and I was in good health. After hearing this, my mother was relieved… Since I was a child, I have expressed an indescribable affection for my mother. I don’t know why I always think that my mother is so beautiful and treats me so well. I feel that everything on my mother’s body is beautiful, and even my mother’s excrement doesn’t feel dirty. Instead, I feel that those things are just like me, coming out of my mother’s body. Maybe I didn’t stop breastfeeding until I was four years old, and I got used to drinking my mother’s milk with my mouth. Since I was a child, I had a subconscious desire to drink my mother’s food again. And this subconsciousness has been in my little head for many years, and I have never discovered it. Until one day: I came home that day and saw my mother brought out a glass of red stuff, I knew it, and my mother was making juice for me to drink again. It turned out that my mother had already prepared something to drink for me. When I was guessing what the cup was, my mother came to me and smelled a strange smell. My mother put the cup to my mouth and said, “Drink it, it is good for your health.” I lifted my mouth and asked, “What is this? It smells weird.” Mom smiled and said, “It’s carrot juice.”, the body bowed slightly forward. I immediately asked my mother what was the matter, she smiled and didn’t answer me, she just said “Hurry up and drink” and the cup was brought to my mouth again. To be honest, the carrot juice smells not very good, so I don’t want to drink it. I didn’t open my mouth for a long time. When my mother saw it, she was anxious, “Hurry up and drink, Mom still has a lot to do, little boy…” I continued to act arrogantly and ignored it. Mom took one of my hands and put it on the cup. Suddenly, I felt that my mother was beautiful, with a plump face, smiling Mimi eyes, and smiling lips. I shook my head and looked at my mother in embarrassment, and my mother also looked at me very gently. I unconsciously got rid of my mother’s hand, then raised my hands, hugged my mother’s waist, and pressed my face against her lower abdomen, feeling her slight breathing and the body temperature on her lower abdomen. Just like this, after five or six minutes, my mother said, “I really can’t do anything with you, a little boy, alas…, you really know how to act like a spoiled mother…” She patted the top of my head lightly, and then slowly stroked my little bald head… “Xiaoxin, you can’t act like a spoiled mother to your mother, drink this carrot juice quickly.” Then she looked straight at me and stopped talking. I know, I can’t stop drinking, and if I act like a baby and refuse to drink, my mother will really lose her temper… I took the cup obediently, and I don’t know why my mother’s body trembled again. She pushed me away hard. At this time, I really didn’t want my mother to go away. I put down the notebook and hugged my mother’s thigh, “You are not allowed to go away. If you go away, I won’t drink this glass of carrot juice.” My mother was a little angry and said with a bit of complaint, “You know how to act like a baby. If you like to drink or not, I don’t care about you. Let me go…” I said “Don’t let me go.” Mom was a little incontinent just now…” I still hugged my mother’s thigh tightly and said, “I don’t care, I just won’t let you leave me.” Mom was anxious, and said, “I’m not going anywhere, mom just went to the bathroom, and I’ll be back in a while, let go of mom, okay?” Pushing me hard, I was blinded at the time, saw the glass plate on the table, and blurted out “Mom, you urinate on that fruit plate…, I won’t let you leave me.” No way?” Mom said, “That’s different, what do you know…” I argued, “I know, I know everything.” My mother said anxiously, “I know everything, everything.If so, will Mommy pee in the fruit bowl? “I swallowed my throat, I couldn’t react all of a sudden, I just said, “That’s because…because…because…” “Because what