Jiang Jing seldom drank alcohol. Although the babysitter had tried smoking and drinking with him, he didn't like the smell.
"I'll do a square dance for you." She drew circles on his chest with her index finger, looking like a fangirl. "In return, you can do a pole dance for me."
The wildness that had been hidden in his body for a long time was awakening. At this moment, he didn't want to suppress it anymore. He couldn't suppress it anymore.
If Jiang Yin hadn't gone to Granny Li's house, he might have really gone crazy.
He was so sleepy that he went to sleep, but woke up in a scorching heat.
Jiang Jing didn't expect that Zhao Fengqing would also come here.
That night, he drank too much and his consciousness became hazy. It was as if he was floating in the clouds. The murals on both sides of the corridor turned into colorful clouds.
If Jiang Yin hadn't gone to Granny Li's house, he might have really gone crazy.
If Jiang Yin hadn't gone to Granny Li's house, he might have really gone crazy.
The more he read, the more confused he became.
Father Jiang continued to live his carefree life and forgot about his son.
At some point, Zhao Fengqing suddenly became a nanny.
Jiang Jing was breathing heavily and even broke out in a cold sweat.
The indoor scene suddenly took me back to when I was twelve years old.
He blinked.
When Jiang Jing suddenly woke up, he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality. His body moved faster than his consciousness, and he turned over and pressed her under him.
"Dead." Jiang Jing smiled.
Jiang Jing seldom drank alcohol. Although the babysitter had tried smoking and drinking with him, he didn't like the smell.
Zhao Fengqing threw away the tissue, pinched his face with his greasy hands, and said word by word, "If you don't tell me, how would I know?"
The smiling face of Zhao Fengqing in front of him made him breathless.
He was so sleepy that he went to sleep, but woke up in a scorching heat.
Jiang Jing thought she would refute him. He was a little disappointed and went to the bathroom.
"Zhao Fengqing, your hands are so dirty." He said this, but did not wipe her hands.
He was so sleepy that he went to sleep, but woke up in a scorching heat.
Zhao Fengqing threw away the tissue, pinched his face with his greasy hands, and said word by word, "If you don't tell me, how would I know?"
When he caught a glimpse of the red, he turned to look at Zhao Fengqing.
Jiang Jing opened and closed his mouth unconsciously, and he himself didn't know what he said.
Jiang Jing went to ask the babysitter.
Jiang Jing didn't expect that Zhao Fengqing would also come here.
Jiang Jing never talked about the truth.
He is very sleepy and wants to sleep.
She raised her eyes and said, "Oh? Mr. Jiang's birthday is today?" After saying that, she noticed the February in his words. Her birthday was in February, but she had never told him.
Dr. He kept in touch with Jiang Jing. They were in frequent contact during his freshman year, but later on, the contact became less frequent.
The smiling face of Zhao Fengqing in front of him made him breathless.
Jiang Jing stopped and looked at Zhao Fengqing.
She raised her eyes and said, "Oh? Mr. Jiang's birthday is today?" After saying that, she noticed the February in his words. Her birthday was in February, but she had never told him.
"Zhao Fengqing, your hands are so dirty." He said this, but did not wipe her hands.
"I'll do a square dance for you." She drew circles on his chest with her index finger, looking like a fangirl. "In return, you can do a pole dance for me."
As a result, Zhao Fengqing really took him to bed.
Jiang Jing's elementary school was like nothing. He was busy with violence and never paid attention to the classroom. He was late for classes and didn't bother to hand in his homework. Apart from being able to recognize words, he didn't bother to listen to the major issues.
After entering junior high school, Jiang Jing's deskmate was a bookworm who read "The Analects of Confucius" and "Mencius" without any preparation.
It was pitch black around him. But he saw a woman on the ceiling. She was smiling, "I told you, it's great, isn't it? Be good and listen to me."
It's that absurd feeling of being defeated by sexual desire again.
Jiang Jing never talked about the truth.
The more he read, the more confused he became.
"From today to February, I will be two years older than you."
Jiang Jing dozed off in bed for a while, then suddenly woke up.
Instead, she was the first to let go of my hand. "Why didn't you say Merry Christmas to me? You don't even have a present for me."
"Merry Christmas." Jiang Jing had no expression.
He began to sweat again. The scene of the little nanny piercing her own redness and showing him her bloody finger came to his mind. He thought about all the gossips about Zhao Fengqing, and the vicious words came out of his mouth.
At that moment, Zhao Fengqing was looking at him with a bright and sentimental smile.
"Asleep." He turned his back.
He is very sleepy and wants to sleep.
Something in his body responded immediately.
So, he doesn't recall it.
When he was a freshman, Jiang Jing went to see Dr. He again. It was only then that he told him everything about himself and the babysitter.
When I came out again, she was gone.
Jiang Jing never talked about the truth.
Jiang's father kicked him hard.
According to news investigations, the proportion of boys being sexually assaulted is higher than that of girls. However, this is mostly concealed by gender differences. In addition, parents and schools tend to focus on girls' anti-sexual assault education. In many people's minds, the harm suffered by boys from sexual assault is much less than that suffered by girls. In fact, it is so small that it can be ignored.
Zhao Fengqing admitted it immediately.
He hadn't let out his anger for a long time. After high school, he had been restraining himself. It was only when he met Zhao Fengqing that he began to get angry.
Jiang Jing seldom drank alcohol. Although the babysitter had tried smoking and drinking with him, he didn't like the smell.
According to news investigations, the proportion of boys being sexually assaulted is higher than that of girls. However, this is mostly concealed by gender differences. In addition, parents and schools tend to focus on girls' anti-sexual assault education. In many people's minds, the harm suffered by boys from sexual assault is much less than that suffered by girls. In fact, it is so small that it can be ignored.
When Jiang Jing suddenly woke up, he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality. His body moved faster than his consciousness, and he turned over and pressed her under him.
Jiang Jing smiled faintly and turned off the screen.
He hadn't let out his anger for a long time. After high school, he had been restraining himself. It was only when he met Zhao Fengqing that he began to get angry.
The babysitter's face changed and she said unhappily: "What's wrong? I gave you a mouth and you feel wronged?" She even had tears in her eyes as she spoke.
"You are not behaving well." The little nanny began to talk again, saying that sex is the root of human reproduction and that this is how gorillas in the primeval forest became humans.
"The aunties have all gone home." She sucked her finger. "My dance is pretty, isn't it? That's the feeling. It's so refreshing!"
Jiang Jing dozed off in bed for a while, then suddenly woke up.
She nodded and pretended to be pitiful: "Boss Jiang, I'm eating pizza alone."
Then he knew it was not a dream.
He blinked.
The babysitter's face changed and she said unhappily: "What's wrong? I gave you a mouth and you feel wronged?" She even had tears in her eyes as she spoke.
"I don't want to do it." Jiang Jing turned over.
Later, this physiological and psychological contradiction deepened, and Jiang Jing's mental state began to become unstable.
Jiang Jing's elementary school was like nothing. He was busy with violence and never paid attention to the classroom. He was late for classes and didn't bother to hand in his homework. Apart from being able to recognize words, he didn't bother to listen to the major issues.
"Basically," Jiang Jing added, "Except when you're crazy."
The touch in a dream doesn't feel so real.
Back then, Jiang Jing almost went crazy when he first read ethics books.
The lines of her bare back are beautiful.
Something in his body responded immediately.
"The aunties have all gone home." She sucked her finger. "My dance is pretty, isn't it? That's the feeling. It's so refreshing!"
The lines of her bare back are beautiful.
Father Jiang grabbed Jiang Jing's clothes and spat at him, "How could you give birth to such a disgusting son!"
The more he read, the more confused he became.
Jiang Jing stopped and looked at Zhao Fengqing.
The darkness in his deepest part has been corroding him.
If Jiang Yin hadn't gone to Granny Li's house, he might have really gone crazy.
The indoor scene suddenly took me back to when I was twelve years old.
The wildness that had been hidden in his body for a long time was awakening. At this moment, he didn't want to suppress it anymore. He couldn't suppress it anymore.
If Jiang Yin hadn't gone to Granny Li's house, he might have really gone crazy.
If Jiang Yin hadn't gone to Granny Li's house, he might have really gone crazy.
"Merry Christmas." Jiang Jing had no expression.
"Basically," Jiang Jing added, "Except when you're crazy."
He began to sweat again. The scene of the little nanny piercing her own redness and showing him her bloody finger came to his mind. He thought about all the gossips about Zhao Fengqing, and the vicious words came out of his mouth.
Jiang Jing sat up and turned off the lights.
Even under current laws, the crime of rape cannot be applied to boys as it is to girls. Because according to our country's laws, the victims of rape are only women. Boys can only be charged with child molestation and sentenced to a fixed-term imprisonment of no more than 5 years.
Wanting to die but being unable to do so is a life worse than death.
Then he knew it was not a dream.
He began to sweat again. The scene of the little nanny piercing her own redness and showing him her bloody finger came to his mind. He thought about all the gossips about Zhao Fengqing, and the vicious words came out of his mouth.
The touch in a dream doesn't feel so real.
The lights went out.
Dr. He couldn't help but sigh at Jiang Jing's miserable childhood. How many parents think that giving birth to a child is the end of the matter
He is very sleepy and wants to sleep.
"You are not behaving well." The little nanny began to talk again, saying that sex is the root of human reproduction and that this is how gorillas in the primeval forest became humans.
The darkness in his deepest part has been corroding him.
He hadn't let out his anger for a long time. After high school, he had been restraining himself. It was only when he met Zhao Fengqing that he began to get angry.
He said coldly: "Psycho."
He responded softly, "Okay, I understand." It was hard to describe the feeling. He felt a little relieved, but at the same time, he felt like there were deeper shackles binding him.
The indoor scene suddenly took me back to when I was twelve years old.
"I'll do a square dance for you." She drew circles on his chest with her index finger, looking like a fangirl. "In return, you can do a pole dance for me."
Jiang Jing closed his eyes.
The babysitter smiled, "Your body is very well behaved."
After hanging up, he called home and gave Jiang Jing a lecture, which was nothing more than repeating a few words from the teacher. Then, his mission was accomplished.
Later, this physiological and psychological contradiction deepened, and Jiang Jing's mental state began to become unstable.
Jiang Jing glanced at the clock, "Haven't you eaten yet?"
Jiang Jing seldom drank alcohol. Although the babysitter had tried smoking and drinking with him, he didn't like the smell.
The voice of the babysitter rang in Jiang Jing's ears, and then he looked at himself and Zhao Fengqing as if he was out of consciousness.
Zhao Fengqing threw away the tissue, pinched his face with his greasy hands, and said word by word, "If you don't tell me, how would I know?"
Even under current laws, the crime of rape cannot be applied to boys as it is to girls. Because according to our country's laws, the victims of rape are only women. Boys can only be charged with child molestation and sentenced to a fixed-term imprisonment of no more than 5 years.
Zhao Fengqing said nothing, just stood there and let him do what he wanted.
The little babysitter said, "That's what I told you, the coward's comfort. In this world, the winner is the king, and the loser can only deceive himself. How pitiful."
He had always had psychological problems. Later, he read a lot of books to keep himself calm on the surface.
He hadn't let out his anger for a long time. After high school, he had been restraining himself. It was only when he met Zhao Fengqing that he began to get angry.
He hadn't let out his anger for a long time. After high school, he had been restraining himself. It was only when he met Zhao Fengqing that he began to get angry.
Jiang Jing was breathing heavily and even broke out in a cold sweat.
Back then, Jiang Jing almost went crazy when he first read ethics books.
Jiang Jing sneered, "Maybe the son takes after the father."
The darkness in his deepest part has been corroding him.
Jiang Jing didn't expect that Zhao Fengqing would also come here.
Jiang Jing seldom drank alcohol. Although the babysitter had tried smoking and drinking with him, he didn't like the smell.
At some point, Zhao Fengqing suddenly became a nanny.
The darkness in his deepest part has been corroding him.
That night, he drank too much and his consciousness became hazy. It was as if he was floating in the clouds. The murals on both sides of the corridor turned into colorful clouds.
Back then, Jiang Jing almost went crazy when he first read ethics books.
Jiang Jing couldn't sleep, and felt as if a string was tense. The memories of the past few years flashed through his mind, and cold sweat oozed out of him.
"Merry Christmas." Jiang Jing had no expression.
Later, this physiological and psychological contradiction deepened, and Jiang Jing's mental state began to become unstable.
He was doing it, but his heart felt like a bucket of ice water had been poured over it. Just like before, his mind and body were like ice and fire, in stark contrast.
When he was a freshman, Jiang Jing went to see Dr. He again. It was only then that he told him everything about himself and the babysitter.
Jiang Jing glanced at the clock, "Haven't you eaten yet?"
Zhao Fengqing jumped up and down, following the movements of the aunt next to him.
That night with Zhao Fengqing, Jiang Jing was confused. He treated her like the little nanny he hated and was extremely rude to her.
Wanting to die but being unable to do so is a life worse than death.
He was so sleepy that he went to sleep, but woke up in a scorching heat.
The babysitter's face changed and she said unhappily: "What's wrong? I gave you a mouth and you feel wronged?" She even had tears in her eyes as she spoke.
"It looks good." He joked, "Just like a real old lady."
Jiang Jing used a tissue to wipe her fingers, "I thought you knew it a long time ago."
Back then, Jiang Jing almost went crazy when he first read ethics books.
Jiang Jing couldn't sleep, and felt as if a string was tense. The memories of the past few years flashed through his mind, and cold sweat oozed out of him.
Jiang Jing stopped and looked at Zhao Fengqing.
The teacher went to Jiang's father and analyzed the problems one by one. Jiang's father was very impatient and just said, "Teacher, I know."
Jiang Jing's elementary school was like nothing. He was busy with violence and never paid attention to the classroom. He was late for classes and didn't bother to hand in his homework. Apart from being able to recognize words, he didn't bother to listen to the major issues.
Jiang Jing didn't expect that Zhao Fengqing would also come here.
"I'll do a square dance for you." She drew circles on his chest with her index finger, looking like a fangirl. "In return, you can do a pole dance for me."
She cried miserably, shouting, "Student Jiang, I don't like you anymore."
He said coldly: "Psycho."
Jiang Jing listened with half belief and half doubt.
Jiang Jing listened with half belief and half doubt.
The teacher went to Jiang's father and analyzed the problems one by one. Jiang's father was very impatient and just said, "Teacher, I know."
"Dead." Jiang Jing smiled.
The indoor scene suddenly took me back to when I was twelve years old.
After entering junior high school, Jiang Jing's deskmate was a bookworm who read "The Analects of Confucius" and "Mencius" without any preparation.
Jiang Jing smiled faintly and turned off the screen.
"Zhao Fengqing, your hands are so dirty." He said this, but did not wipe her hands.
"Zhao Fengqing, your hands are so dirty." He said this, but did not wipe her hands.
Jiang Jing didn't expect that Zhao Fengqing would also come here.
After hanging up, he called home and gave Jiang Jing a lecture, which was nothing more than repeating a few words from the teacher. Then, his mission was accomplished.
Even under current laws, the crime of rape cannot be applied to boys as it is to girls. Because according to our country's laws, the victims of rape are only women. Boys can only be charged with child molestation and sentenced to a fixed-term imprisonment of no more than 5 years.
The smiling face of Zhao Fengqing in front of him made him breathless.
Father Jiang continued to live his carefree life and forgot about his son.
Even under current laws, the crime of rape cannot be applied to boys as it is to girls. Because according to our country's laws, the victims of rape are only women. Boys can only be charged with child molestation and sentenced to a fixed-term imprisonment of no more than 5 years.
When I came out again, she was gone.
When he caught a glimpse of the red, he turned to look at Zhao Fengqing.
After entering junior high school, Jiang Jing's deskmate was a bookworm who read "The Analects of Confucius" and "Mencius" without any preparation.
He had always had psychological problems. Later, he read a lot of books to keep himself calm on the surface.
"I don't want to do it." Jiang Jing turned over.
After the incident, I couldn't regain consciousness.
Zhao Fengqing said nothing, just stood there and let him do what he wanted.
Jiang Jing opened and closed his mouth unconsciously, and he himself didn't know what he said.
Jiang Jing couldn't sleep, and felt as if a string was tense. The memories of the past few years flashed through his mind, and cold sweat oozed out of him.
Jiang Jing borrowed the book and flipped through it. The ethics, morality, integrity and shame in the book were not in line with his original concept. He was somewhat disdainful.
As his knowledge increased and he understood the true meaning of what happened between him and the babysitter, he began to feel annoyed.
Jiang Jing sat up and turned off the lights.
When Dr. He went online to look for information about Jiang's father, he saw the car accident. The car caught fire spontaneously. The car was a modified car, and the circuit and oil circuit had been tampered with. There was no way to investigate.
The babysitter smiled, "Your body is very well behaved."
At that moment, Zhao Fengqing was looking at him with a bright and sentimental smile.
"Asleep." He turned his back.
Jiang Jing's elementary school was like nothing. He was busy with violence and never paid attention to the classroom. He was late for classes and didn't bother to hand in his homework. Apart from being able to recognize words, he didn't bother to listen to the major issues.
However, he was bored in class, so he picked up a book to read.
Jiang Jing closed his eyes.
The departure of the nanny was arranged by Jiang's father.
In recent years, the Jiang family has said that he has excellent self-control, but tonight he lost. I don't know if he lost to the alcohol, the girl behind him, or the most primitive sex.
Jiang Jing seldom drank alcohol. Although the babysitter had tried smoking and drinking with him, he didn't like the smell.
He didn't know where she went, but he wanted to go to the grove in A.
The more he read, the more confused he became.
However, he was bored in class, so he picked up a book to read.
Jiang Jing was waiting for the red light on the side of the road, and he opened the birthday present.
Father Jiang continued to live his carefree life and forgot about his son.
Jiang Jing went to ask the babysitter.
Jiang Jing seldom drank alcohol. Although the babysitter had tried smoking and drinking with him, he didn't like the smell.
Jiang Jing dozed off in bed for a while, then suddenly woke up.
When he was a freshman, Jiang Jing went to see Dr. He again. It was only then that he told him everything about himself and the babysitter.
That night with Zhao Fengqing, Jiang Jing was confused. He treated her like the little nanny he hated and was extremely rude to her.
Jiang Jing's elementary school was like nothing. He was busy with violence and never paid attention to the classroom. He was late for classes and didn't bother to hand in his homework. Apart from being able to recognize words, he didn't bother to listen to the major issues.
Father Jiang looked at Jiang Jing's handsome face, pointed at him and scolded, "How old are you! Ah! Do you dare to learn how to pick up girls?"
The little babysitter said, "That's what I told you, the coward's comfort. In this world, the winner is the king, and the loser can only deceive himself. How pitiful."
The little babysitter said, "That's what I told you, the coward's comfort. In this world, the winner is the king, and the loser can only deceive himself. How pitiful."
After the incident, I couldn't regain consciousness.
The departure of the nanny was arranged by Jiang's father.
Jiang Jing listened with half belief and half doubt.
The smiling face of Zhao Fengqing in front of him made him breathless.
Jiang Jing stayed awake all night and got up early.
"It looks good." He joked, "Just like a real old lady."
"You have worked hard."
Jiang Jing was breathing heavily and even broke out in a cold sweat.
As his knowledge increased and he understood the true meaning of what happened between him and the babysitter, he began to feel annoyed.
So, he doesn't recall it.
He was so sleepy that he went to sleep, but woke up in a scorching heat.
When the babysitter came to tease him again, he pushed her away.
Later, this physiological and psychological contradiction deepened, and Jiang Jing's mental state began to become unstable.
"Asleep." He turned his back.
Father Jiang looked at Jiang Jing's handsome face, pointed at him and scolded, "How old are you! Ah! Do you dare to learn how to pick up girls?"
Instead, she was the first to let go of my hand. "Why didn't you say Merry Christmas to me? You don't even have a present for me."
The babysitter's face changed and she said unhappily: "What's wrong? I gave you a mouth and you feel wronged?" She even had tears in her eyes as she spoke.
When Jiang Jing suddenly woke up, he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality. His body moved faster than his consciousness, and he turned over and pressed her under him.
Dr. He kept in touch with Jiang Jing. They were in frequent contact during his freshman year, but later on, the contact became less frequent.
When the babysitter came to tease him again, he pushed her away.
"What gift do you want?"
A few years later, Jiang Jing no longer felt disgusted by sex, but he still felt uncomfortable when he thought about the night he had with Zhao Fengqing.
"I'll do a square dance for you." She drew circles on his chest with her index finger, looking like a fangirl. "In return, you can do a pole dance for me."
"I don't want to do it." Jiang Jing turned over.
During the psychotherapy period, Grandma Jiang and Doctor He told him that Jiang Jing had had a woman when he was a minor. She mistakenly believed that Jiang Jing was precocious and seduced her willingly.
After entering junior high school, Jiang Jing's deskmate was a bookworm who read "The Analects of Confucius" and "Mencius" without any preparation.
"You are not behaving well." The little nanny began to talk again, saying that sex is the root of human reproduction and that this is how gorillas in the primeval forest became humans.
Jiang Jing didn't expect that Zhao Fengqing would also come here.
He responded softly, "Okay, I understand." It was hard to describe the feeling. He felt a little relieved, but at the same time, he felt like there were deeper shackles binding him.
The darkness in his deepest part has been corroding him.
Jiang Jing smiled faintly and turned off the screen.
"You are not behaving well." The little nanny began to talk again, saying that sex is the root of human reproduction and that this is how gorillas in the primeval forest became humans.
Even if the person lying next to him wasn't the babysitter, he would still feel disgusted.
Even under current laws, the crime of rape cannot be applied to boys as it is to girls. Because according to our country's laws, the victims of rape are only women. Boys can only be charged with child molestation and sentenced to a fixed-term imprisonment of no more than 5 years.
Zhao Fengqing jumped up and down, following the movements of the aunt next to him.
He blinked.
So, he doesn't recall it.
He was so sleepy that he went to sleep, but woke up in a scorching heat.
The wildness that had been hidden in his body for a long time was awakening. At this moment, he didn't want to suppress it anymore. He couldn't suppress it anymore.
That night, he drank too much and his consciousness became hazy. It was as if he was floating in the clouds. The murals on both sides of the corridor turned into colorful clouds.
Even if the person lying next to him wasn't the babysitter, he would still feel disgusted.
Jiang Jing's elementary school was like nothing. He was busy with violence and never paid attention to the classroom. He was late for classes and didn't bother to hand in his homework. Apart from being able to recognize words, he didn't bother to listen to the major issues.
The babysitter smiled, "Your body is very well behaved."
“Neither is sincere.”
Jiang Jing used a tissue to wipe her fingers, "I thought you knew it a long time ago."
When he was a freshman, Jiang Jing went to see Dr. He again. It was only then that he told him everything about himself and the babysitter.
Wanting to die but being unable to do so is a life worse than death.
That night, he drank too much and his consciousness became hazy. It was as if he was floating in the clouds. The murals on both sides of the corridor turned into colorful clouds.
When Jiang Jing suddenly woke up, he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality. His body moved faster than his consciousness, and he turned over and pressed her under him.
The babysitter smiled, "Your body is very well behaved."
Later, this physiological and psychological contradiction deepened, and Jiang Jing's mental state began to become unstable.
It was pitch black around him. But he saw a woman on the ceiling. She was smiling, "I told you, it's great, isn't it? Be good and listen to me."
Instead, she was the first to let go of my hand. "Why didn't you say Merry Christmas to me? You don't even have a present for me."
He didn't know where she went, but he wanted to go to the grove in A.
Fortunately, before he collapsed, his affair with the nanny was discovered by Jiang's father.
Jiang Jing could have dodged, but he didn't. He regarded this kick as a way of repaying his father's kindness in giving birth to him.
During the psychotherapy period, Grandma Jiang and Doctor He told him that Jiang Jing had had a woman when he was a minor. She mistakenly believed that Jiang Jing was precocious and seduced her willingly.
Jiang Jing sat up and turned off the lights.
That night with Zhao Fengqing, Jiang Jing was confused. He treated her like the little nanny he hated and was extremely rude to her.
Jiang Jing opened and closed his mouth unconsciously, and he himself didn't know what he said.
"You have worked hard."
She cried miserably, shouting, "Student Jiang, I don't like you anymore."
“Neither is sincere.”
The Criminal Law in the 1990s did not include the crime of child molestation.
Zhao Fengqing wanted to roll his eyes at him, but instead glared at him, "You are only one year older than me."
The more he read, the more confused he became.
The smiling face of Zhao Fengqing in front of him made him breathless.
The departure of the nanny was arranged by Jiang's father.
Jiang Jing sat up and turned off the lights.
She nodded and pretended to be pitiful: "Boss Jiang, I'm eating pizza alone."
Even under current laws, the crime of rape cannot be applied to boys as it is to girls. Because according to our country's laws, the victims of rape are only women. Boys can only be charged with child molestation and sentenced to a fixed-term imprisonment of no more than 5 years.
"Zhao Fengqing, your hands are so dirty." He said this, but did not wipe her hands.
Jiang Jing dozed off in bed for a while, then suddenly woke up.
"I don't want to do it." Jiang Jing turned over.
Something in his body responded immediately.
That night, he drank too much and his consciousness became hazy. It was as if he was floating in the clouds. The murals on both sides of the corridor turned into colorful clouds.
According to news investigations, the proportion of boys being sexually assaulted is higher than that of girls. However, this is mostly concealed by gender differences. In addition, parents and schools tend to focus on girls' anti-sexual assault education. In many people's minds, the harm suffered by boys from sexual assault is much less than that suffered by girls. In fact, it is so small that it can be ignored.
"Hey? How did he die?"
Jiang Jing couldn't sleep, and felt as if a string was tense. The memories of the past few years flashed through his mind, and cold sweat oozed out of him.
The Criminal Law in the 1990s did not include the crime of child molestation.
Dr. He kept in touch with Jiang Jing. They were in frequent contact during his freshman year, but later on, the contact became less frequent.
Father Jiang continued to live his carefree life and forgot about his son.
Zhao Fengqing wanted to roll his eyes at him, but instead glared at him, "You are only one year older than me."
The departure of the nanny was arranged by Jiang's father.
The little babysitter said, "That's what I told you, the coward's comfort. In this world, the winner is the king, and the loser can only deceive himself. How pitiful."
Jiang Jing sat up and turned off the lights.
"I'll do a square dance for you." She drew circles on his chest with her index finger, looking like a fangirl. "In return, you can do a pole dance for me."
Father Jiang looked at Jiang Jing's handsome face, pointed at him and scolded, "How old are you! Ah! Do you dare to learn how to pick up girls?"
He went there, holding the mask. It seemed that only by putting on this mask could he take off his restrained calmness and return to his most natural appearance as a teenager.
The lights went out.
He went there, holding the mask. It seemed that only by putting on this mask could he take off his restrained calmness and return to his most natural appearance as a teenager.
"Student Jiang." Zhao Fengqing beside her said in a delicate voice.
Jiang Jing thought she would refute him. He was a little disappointed and went to the bathroom.
"Zhao Fengqing, your hands are so dirty." He said this, but did not wipe her hands.
The Criminal Law in the 1990s did not include the crime of child molestation.
Jiang Jin was very indifferent and did not argue.
"It looks good." He joked, "Just like a real old lady."
"You have worked hard."
"The aunties have all gone home." She sucked her finger. "My dance is pretty, isn't it? That's the feeling. It's so refreshing!"
"You're not spending Christmas with the aunts?"
Father Jiang grabbed Jiang Jing's clothes and spat at him, "How could you give birth to such a disgusting son!"
The lines of her bare back are beautiful.
The little babysitter said, "That's what I told you, the coward's comfort. In this world, the winner is the king, and the loser can only deceive himself. How pitiful."
Jiang Jing sneered, "Maybe the son takes after the father."
Even under current laws, the crime of rape cannot be applied to boys as it is to girls. Because according to our country's laws, the victims of rape are only women. Boys can only be charged with child molestation and sentenced to a fixed-term imprisonment of no more than 5 years.
Later, this physiological and psychological contradiction deepened, and Jiang Jing's mental state began to become unstable.
Jiang's father kicked him hard.
"It looks good." He joked, "Just like a real old lady."
The wildness that had been hidden in his body for a long time was awakening. At this moment, he didn't want to suppress it anymore. He couldn't suppress it anymore.
In recent years, the Jiang family has said that he has excellent self-control, but tonight he lost. I don't know if he lost to the alcohol, the girl behind him, or the most primitive sex.
Jiang Jing could have dodged, but he didn't. He regarded this kick as a way of repaying his father's kindness in giving birth to him.
He hadn't let out his anger for a long time. After high school, he had been restraining himself. It was only when he met Zhao Fengqing that he began to get angry.
Jiang Jing borrowed the book and flipped through it. The ethics, morality, integrity and shame in the book were not in line with his original concept. He was somewhat disdainful.
Jiang Jing couldn't sleep, and felt as if a string was tense. The memories of the past few years flashed through his mind, and cold sweat oozed out of him.
She cried miserably, shouting, "Student Jiang, I don't like you anymore."
Zhao Fengqing wanted to roll his eyes at him, but instead glared at him, "You are only one year older than me."
Jiang Jing never talked about the truth.
He went there, holding the mask. It seemed that only by putting on this mask could he take off his restrained calmness and return to his most natural appearance as a teenager.
If Jiang Yin hadn't gone to Granny Li's house, he might have really gone crazy.
"Asleep." He turned his back.
Back then, Jiang Jing almost went crazy when he first read ethics books.
Father Jiang grabbed Jiang Jing's clothes and spat at him, "How could you give birth to such a disgusting son!"
"What gift do you want?"
The lines of her bare back are beautiful.
He had always had psychological problems. Later, he read a lot of books to keep himself calm on the surface.
Jiang Jing thought she would refute him. He was a little disappointed and went to the bathroom.
Jiang Jing never talked about the truth.
Zhao Fengqing said nothing, just stood there and let him do what he wanted.
Jiang Jing sat up and turned off the lights.
During the psychotherapy period, Grandma Jiang and Doctor He told him that Jiang Jing had had a woman when he was a minor. She mistakenly believed that Jiang Jing was precocious and seduced her willingly.
When he was a freshman, Jiang Jing went to see Dr. He again. It was only then that he told him everything about himself and the babysitter.
Jiang Jing used a tissue to wipe her fingers, "I thought you knew it a long time ago."
At that moment, Zhao Fengqing was looking at him with a bright and sentimental smile.
A few years later, Jiang Jing no longer felt disgusted by sex, but he still felt uncomfortable when he thought about the night he had with Zhao Fengqing.
Jiang Jing sneered, "Maybe the son takes after the father."
Jiang Jing stayed awake all night and got up early.
The touch in a dream doesn't feel so real.
Jiang Jing never talked about the truth.
The babysitter's face changed and she said unhappily: "What's wrong? I gave you a mouth and you feel wronged?" She even had tears in her eyes as she spoke.
Jiang Jing closed his eyes.
He was so sleepy that he went to sleep, but woke up in a scorching heat.
Jiang Jing glanced at the clock, "Haven't you eaten yet?"
He didn't know where she went, but he wanted to go to the grove in A.
Even if the person lying next to him wasn't the babysitter, he would still feel disgusted.
Instead, she was the first to let go of my hand. "Why didn't you say Merry Christmas to me? You don't even have a present for me."
The darkness in his deepest part has been corroding him.
She asked with a smile, "Do you want me to give it to you?"
Jiang Jing was waiting for the red light on the side of the road, and he opened the birthday present.
He was so sleepy that he went to sleep, but woke up in a scorching heat.
The Criminal Law in the 1990s did not include the crime of child molestation.
That night with Zhao Fengqing, Jiang Jing was confused. He treated her like the little nanny he hated and was extremely rude to her.
Something in his body responded immediately.
"Zhao Fengqing, your hands are so dirty." He said this, but did not wipe her hands.
"It looks good." He joked, "Just like a real old lady."
The smiling face of Zhao Fengqing in front of him made him breathless.
After hanging up, he called home and gave Jiang Jing a lecture, which was nothing more than repeating a few words from the teacher. Then, his mission was accomplished.
After the incident, I couldn't regain consciousness.
Dr. He couldn't help but sigh at Jiang Jing's miserable childhood. How many parents think that giving birth to a child is the end of the matter
"She took advantage of my father." Jiang Jing said mockingly, "My father was in a car accident and she was sitting in the passenger seat. They died together."
It was pitch black around him. But he saw a woman on the ceiling. She was smiling, "I told you, it's great, isn't it? Be good and listen to me."
Jiang Jing dozed off in bed for a while, then suddenly woke up.
Wanting to die but being unable to do so is a life worse than death.
Zhao Fengqing jumped up and down, following the movements of the aunt next to him.
Jiang Jing never talked about the truth.
Jiang Jing closed his eyes.
The little babysitter said, "That's what I told you, the coward's comfort. In this world, the winner is the king, and the loser can only deceive himself. How pitiful."
"She took advantage of my father." Jiang Jing said mockingly, "My father was in a car accident and she was sitting in the passenger seat. They died together."
At that moment, Zhao Fengqing was looking at him with a bright and sentimental smile.
Jiang Jing sneered, "Maybe the son takes after the father."
"Student Jiang." Zhao Fengqing beside her said in a delicate voice.
She smiled at the camera, her smile as bright as a flower. Finally, she ran to the camera and shouted, "Merry Christmas, President Jiang."
"The aunties have all gone home." She sucked her finger. "My dance is pretty, isn't it? That's the feeling. It's so refreshing!"
Jiang Jing glanced at the clock, "Haven't you eaten yet?"
Jiang Jing was waiting for the red light on the side of the road, and he opened the birthday present.
A few years later, Jiang Jing no longer felt disgusted by sex, but he still felt uncomfortable when he thought about the night he had with Zhao Fengqing.
"Asleep." He turned his back.
Jiang Jing stopped and looked at Zhao Fengqing.
He blinked.
A few years later, Jiang Jing no longer felt disgusted by sex, but he still felt uncomfortable when he thought about the night he had with Zhao Fengqing.
"You have worked hard."
That night, he drank too much and his consciousness became hazy. It was as if he was floating in the clouds. The murals on both sides of the corridor turned into colorful clouds.
However, he was bored in class, so he picked up a book to read.
Wanting to die but being unable to do so is a life worse than death.
The lines of her bare back are beautiful.
Jiang Jing couldn't sleep, and felt as if a string was tense. The memories of the past few years flashed through his mind, and cold sweat oozed out of him.
The teacher went to Jiang's father and analyzed the problems one by one. Jiang's father was very impatient and just said, "Teacher, I know."
"You're not spending Christmas with the aunts?"
She smiled at the camera, her smile as bright as a flower. Finally, she ran to the camera and shouted, "Merry Christmas, President Jiang."
Even if the person lying next to him wasn't the babysitter, he would still feel disgusted.
Later, this physiological and psychological contradiction deepened, and Jiang Jing's mental state began to become unstable.
When he got home, Zhao Fengqing was wearing a Christmas hat and holding a piece of pizza, putting it into his mouth.
Later, this physiological and psychological contradiction deepened, and Jiang Jing's mental state began to become unstable.
Jiang Jing opened and closed his mouth unconsciously, and he himself didn't know what he said.
Jiang Jing stopped and looked at Zhao Fengqing.
It was pitch black around him. But he saw a woman on the ceiling. She was smiling, "I told you, it's great, isn't it? Be good and listen to me."
Jiang Jing listened with half belief and half doubt.
It's that absurd feeling of being defeated by sexual desire again.
That night, he drank too much and his consciousness became hazy. It was as if he was floating in the clouds. The murals on both sides of the corridor turned into colorful clouds.
Dr. He couldn't help but sigh at Jiang Jing's miserable childhood. How many parents think that giving birth to a child is the end of the matter
The Criminal Law in the 1990s did not include the crime of child molestation.
She nodded and pretended to be pitiful: "Boss Jiang, I'm eating pizza alone."
The Criminal Law in the 1990s did not include the crime of child molestation.
She smiled at the camera, her smile as bright as a flower. Finally, she ran to the camera and shouted, "Merry Christmas, President Jiang."
In recent years, the Jiang family has said that he has excellent self-control, but tonight he lost. I don't know if he lost to the alcohol, the girl behind him, or the most primitive sex.
During the psychotherapy period, Grandma Jiang and Doctor He told him that Jiang Jing had had a woman when he was a minor. She mistakenly believed that Jiang Jing was precocious and seduced her willingly.
"The aunties have all gone home." She sucked her finger. "My dance is pretty, isn't it? That's the feeling. It's so refreshing!"
"You are not behaving well." The little nanny began to talk again, saying that sex is the root of human reproduction and that this is how gorillas in the primeval forest became humans.
"Asleep." He turned his back.
"You are not behaving well." The little nanny began to talk again, saying that sex is the root of human reproduction and that this is how gorillas in the primeval forest became humans.
Jiang Jing stayed awake all night and got up early.
Dr. He was shocked. “Where’s that woman?”
In recent years, the Jiang family has said that he has excellent self-control, but tonight he lost. I don't know if he lost to the alcohol, the girl behind him, or the most primitive sex.
That night, he drank too much and his consciousness became hazy. It was as if he was floating in the clouds. The murals on both sides of the corridor turned into colorful clouds.
When he caught a glimpse of the red, he turned to look at Zhao Fengqing.
Jiang Jing seldom drank alcohol. Although the babysitter had tried smoking and drinking with him, he didn't like the smell.
It was pitch black around him. But he saw a woman on the ceiling. She was smiling, "I told you, it's great, isn't it? Be good and listen to me."
As a result, Zhao Fengqing really took him to bed.
He didn't know where she went, but he wanted to go to the grove in A.
The lines of her bare back are beautiful.
Then he knew it was not a dream.
"What gift do you want?"
The babysitter's face changed and she said unhappily: "What's wrong? I gave you a mouth and you feel wronged?" She even had tears in her eyes as she spoke.
It was pitch black around him. But he saw a woman on the ceiling. She was smiling, "I told you, it's great, isn't it? Be good and listen to me."
He didn't know where she went, but he wanted to go to the grove in A.
He began to sweat again. The scene of the little nanny piercing her own redness and showing him her bloody finger came to his mind. He thought about all the gossips about Zhao Fengqing, and the vicious words came out of his mouth.
"Hey? How did he die?"
Dr. He couldn't help but sigh at Jiang Jing's miserable childhood. How many parents think that giving birth to a child is the end of the matter
Zhao Fengqing threw away the tissue, pinched his face with his greasy hands, and said word by word, "If you don't tell me, how would I know?"
When he was a freshman, Jiang Jing went to see Dr. He again. It was only then that he told him everything about himself and the babysitter.
Zhao Fengqing threw away the tissue, pinched his face with his greasy hands, and said word by word, "If you don't tell me, how would I know?"
Zhao Fengqing admitted it immediately.
After entering junior high school, Jiang Jing's deskmate was a bookworm who read "The Analects of Confucius" and "Mencius" without any preparation.
Father Jiang grabbed Jiang Jing's clothes and spat at him, "How could you give birth to such a disgusting son!"
The teacher went to Jiang's father and analyzed the problems one by one. Jiang's father was very impatient and just said, "Teacher, I know."
The touch in a dream doesn't feel so real.
Even if the person lying next to him wasn't the babysitter, he would still feel disgusted.
"You're not spending Christmas with the aunts?"
Jiang Jing thought she would refute him. He was a little disappointed and went to the bathroom.
"Dead." Jiang Jing smiled.
Jiang Jing was waiting for the red light on the side of the road, and he opened the birthday present.
When I came out again, she was gone.
He went there, holding the mask. It seemed that only by putting on this mask could he take off his restrained calmness and return to his most natural appearance as a teenager.
"You are not behaving well." The little nanny began to talk again, saying that sex is the root of human reproduction and that this is how gorillas in the primeval forest became humans.
Jiang Jing seldom drank alcohol. Although the babysitter had tried smoking and drinking with him, he didn't like the smell.
A few years later, Jiang Jing no longer felt disgusted by sex, but he still felt uncomfortable when he thought about the night he had with Zhao Fengqing.
Zhao Fengqing threw away the tissue, pinched his face with his greasy hands, and said word by word, "If you don't tell me, how would I know?"
Zhao Fengqing wanted to roll his eyes at him, but instead glared at him, "You are only one year older than me."
Zhao Fengqing said nothing, just stood there and let him do what he wanted.
Jiang Jing couldn't sleep, and felt as if a string was tense. The memories of the past few years flashed through his mind, and cold sweat oozed out of him.
He didn't know where she went, but he wanted to go to the grove in A.
In recent years, the Jiang family has said that he has excellent self-control, but tonight he lost. I don't know if he lost to the alcohol, the girl behind him, or the most primitive sex.
Even if the person lying next to him wasn't the babysitter, he would still feel disgusted.
"You have worked hard."
"You are not behaving well." The little nanny began to talk again, saying that sex is the root of human reproduction and that this is how gorillas in the primeval forest became humans.
That night with Zhao Fengqing, Jiang Jing was confused. He treated her like the little nanny he hated and was extremely rude to her.
Jiang Jing's elementary school was like nothing. He was busy with violence and never paid attention to the classroom. He was late for classes and didn't bother to hand in his homework. Apart from being able to recognize words, he didn't bother to listen to the major issues.
The indoor scene suddenly took me back to when I was twelve years old.
He went there, holding the mask. It seemed that only by putting on this mask could he take off his restrained calmness and return to his most natural appearance as a teenager.
The touch in a dream doesn't feel so real.
He began to sweat again. The scene of the little nanny piercing her own redness and showing him her bloody finger came to his mind. He thought about all the gossips about Zhao Fengqing, and the vicious words came out of his mouth.
Jiang Jing could have dodged, but he didn't. He regarded this kick as a way of repaying his father's kindness in giving birth to him.
"I don't want to do it." Jiang Jing turned over.
Jiang Jing never talked about the truth.
Jiang Jing closed his eyes.
It's that absurd feeling of being defeated by sexual desire again.
Jiang Jing dozed off in bed for a while, then suddenly woke up.
Jiang Jing didn't expect that Zhao Fengqing would also come here.
As his knowledge increased and he understood the true meaning of what happened between him and the babysitter, he began to feel annoyed.
She smiled at the camera, her smile as bright as a flower. Finally, she ran to the camera and shouted, "Merry Christmas, President Jiang."
Jiang Jing went to ask the babysitter.
When he was a freshman, Jiang Jing went to see Dr. He again. It was only then that he told him everything about himself and the babysitter.
She cried miserably, shouting, "Student Jiang, I don't like you anymore."
The indoor scene suddenly took me back to when I was twelve years old.
She cried miserably, shouting, "Student Jiang, I don't like you anymore."
Even under current laws, the crime of rape cannot be applied to boys as it is to girls. Because according to our country's laws, the victims of rape are only women. Boys can only be charged with child molestation and sentenced to a fixed-term imprisonment of no more than 5 years.
So, he doesn't recall it.
Jiang Jing borrowed the book and flipped through it. The ethics, morality, integrity and shame in the book were not in line with his original concept. He was somewhat disdainful.
He responded softly, "Okay, I understand." It was hard to describe the feeling. He felt a little relieved, but at the same time, he felt like there were deeper shackles binding him.
"Dead." Jiang Jing smiled.
"Zhao Fengqing, your hands are so dirty." He said this, but did not wipe her hands.
If Jiang Yin hadn't gone to Granny Li's house, he might have really gone crazy.
So, he doesn't recall it.
When he was a freshman, Jiang Jing went to see Dr. He again. It was only then that he told him everything about himself and the babysitter.
He is very sleepy and wants to sleep.
"What gift do you want?"
He went there, holding the mask. It seemed that only by putting on this mask could he take off his restrained calmness and return to his most natural appearance as a teenager.
Dr. He was shocked. “Where’s that woman?”
He was so sleepy that he went to sleep, but woke up in a scorching heat.
He was doing it, but his heart felt like a bucket of ice water had been poured over it. Just like before, his mind and body were like ice and fire, in stark contrast.
Dr. He couldn't help but sigh at Jiang Jing's miserable childhood. How many parents think that giving birth to a child is the end of the matter
Jiang Jing borrowed the book and flipped through it. The ethics, morality, integrity and shame in the book were not in line with his original concept. He was somewhat disdainful.
After the incident, I couldn't regain consciousness.
"Dead." Jiang Jing smiled.
Father Jiang looked at Jiang Jing's handsome face, pointed at him and scolded, "How old are you! Ah! Do you dare to learn how to pick up girls?"
According to news investigations, the proportion of boys being sexually assaulted is higher than that of girls. However, this is mostly concealed by gender differences. In addition, parents and schools tend to focus on girls' anti-sexual assault education. In many people's minds, the harm suffered by boys from sexual assault is much less than that suffered by girls. In fact, it is so small that it can be ignored.
Jiang Jing closed his eyes.
"Hey? How did he die?"
Jiang Jing sneered, "Maybe the son takes after the father."
Jiang Jing thought she would refute him. He was a little disappointed and went to the bathroom.
However, he was bored in class, so he picked up a book to read.
"It looks good." He joked, "Just like a real old lady."
Jiang Jing borrowed the book and flipped through it. The ethics, morality, integrity and shame in the book were not in line with his original concept. He was somewhat disdainful.
The babysitter's face changed and she said unhappily: "What's wrong? I gave you a mouth and you feel wronged?" She even had tears in her eyes as she spoke.
Dr. He kept in touch with Jiang Jing. They were in frequent contact during his freshman year, but later on, the contact became less frequent.
"She took advantage of my father." Jiang Jing said mockingly, "My father was in a car accident and she was sitting in the passenger seat. They died together."
After entering junior high school, Jiang Jing's deskmate was a bookworm who read "The Analects of Confucius" and "Mencius" without any preparation.
"I'll do a square dance for you." She drew circles on his chest with her index finger, looking like a fangirl. "In return, you can do a pole dance for me."
Jiang Jing could have dodged, but he didn't. He regarded this kick as a way of repaying his father's kindness in giving birth to him.
Fortunately, before he collapsed, his affair with the nanny was discovered by Jiang's father.
When Dr. He went online to look for information about Jiang's father, he saw the car accident. The car caught fire spontaneously. The car was a modified car, and the circuit and oil circuit had been tampered with. There was no way to investigate.
When he was a freshman, Jiang Jing went to see Dr. He again. It was only then that he told him everything about himself and the babysitter.
That night with Zhao Fengqing, Jiang Jing was confused. He treated her like the little nanny he hated and was extremely rude to her.
"Asleep." He turned his back.
As his knowledge increased and he understood the true meaning of what happened between him and the babysitter, he began to feel annoyed.
According to news investigations, the proportion of boys being sexually assaulted is higher than that of girls. However, this is mostly concealed by gender differences. In addition, parents and schools tend to focus on girls' anti-sexual assault education. In many people's minds, the harm suffered by boys from sexual assault is much less than that suffered by girls. In fact, it is so small that it can be ignored.
The wildness that had been hidden in his body for a long time was awakening. At this moment, he didn't want to suppress it anymore. He couldn't suppress it anymore.
Dr. He couldn't help but sigh at Jiang Jing's miserable childhood. How many parents think that giving birth to a child is the end of the matter
Father Jiang looked at Jiang Jing's handsome face, pointed at him and scolded, "How old are you! Ah! Do you dare to learn how to pick up girls?"
He said coldly: "Psycho."
Dr. He kept in touch with Jiang Jing. They were in frequent contact during his freshman year, but later on, the contact became less frequent.
Jiang Jing couldn't sleep, and felt as if a string was tense. The memories of the past few years flashed through his mind, and cold sweat oozed out of him.
When I came out again, she was gone.
A few years later, Jiang Jing no longer felt disgusted by sex, but he still felt uncomfortable when he thought about the night he had with Zhao Fengqing.
"Zhao Fengqing, your hands are so dirty." He said this, but did not wipe her hands.
He is very sleepy and wants to sleep.
Jiang Jing couldn't sleep, and felt as if a string was tense. The memories of the past few years flashed through his mind, and cold sweat oozed out of him.
The more he read, the more confused he became.
Fortunately, before he collapsed, his affair with the nanny was discovered by Jiang's father.
However, he was bored in class, so he picked up a book to read.
The darkness in his deepest part has been corroding him.
So, he doesn't recall it.
Jiang Jing seldom drank alcohol. Although the babysitter had tried smoking and drinking with him, he didn't like the smell.
The teacher went to Jiang's father and analyzed the problems one by one. Jiang's father was very impatient and just said, "Teacher, I know."
She smiled at the camera, her smile as bright as a flower. Finally, she ran to the camera and shouted, "Merry Christmas, President Jiang."
Jiang Jing was waiting for the red light on the side of the road, and he opened the birthday present.
Jiang Jing dozed off in bed for a while, then suddenly woke up.
"What gift do you want?"
Jiang Jing opened and closed his mouth unconsciously, and he himself didn't know what he said.
Zhao Fengqing jumped up and down, following the movements of the aunt next to him.
"I'll do a square dance for you." She drew circles on his chest with her index finger, looking like a fangirl. "In return, you can do a pole dance for me."
Jiang's father kicked him hard.
"Merry Christmas." Jiang Jing had no expression.
A few years later, Jiang Jing no longer felt disgusted by sex, but he still felt uncomfortable when he thought about the night he had with Zhao Fengqing.
She smiled at the camera, her smile as bright as a flower. Finally, she ran to the camera and shouted, "Merry Christmas, President Jiang."
Jiang Jing was waiting for the red light on the side of the road, and he opened the birthday present.
"Hey? How did he die?"
Jiang Jing seldom drank alcohol. Although the babysitter had tried smoking and drinking with him, he didn't like the smell.
Zhao Fengqing wanted to roll his eyes at him, but instead glared at him, "You are only one year older than me."
He didn't know where she went, but he wanted to go to the grove in A.
“Neither is sincere.”
Jiang Jing smiled faintly and turned off the screen.
Jiang Jing was waiting for the red light on the side of the road, and he opened the birthday present.
Jiang Jing glanced at the clock, "Haven't you eaten yet?"
"It looks good." He joked, "Just like a real old lady."
Then he knew it was not a dream.
When he got home, Zhao Fengqing was wearing a Christmas hat and holding a piece of pizza, putting it into his mouth.
Zhao Fengqing threw away the tissue, pinched his face with his greasy hands, and said word by word, "If you don't tell me, how would I know?"
Jiang Jing was breathing heavily and even broke out in a cold sweat.
Jiang Jing listened with half belief and half doubt.
Jiang Jin was very indifferent and did not argue.
Jiang Jing glanced at the clock, "Haven't you eaten yet?"
"Basically," Jiang Jing added, "Except when you're crazy."
As his knowledge increased and he understood the true meaning of what happened between him and the babysitter, he began to feel annoyed.
Wanting to die but being unable to do so is a life worse than death.
She nodded and pretended to be pitiful: "Boss Jiang, I'm eating pizza alone."
Fortunately, before he collapsed, his affair with the nanny was discovered by Jiang's father.
She nodded and pretended to be pitiful: "Boss Jiang, I'm eating pizza alone."
Jiang Jing could have dodged, but he didn't. He regarded this kick as a way of repaying his father's kindness in giving birth to him.
He was doing it, but his heart felt like a bucket of ice water had been poured over it. Just like before, his mind and body were like ice and fire, in stark contrast.
Jiang Jing sneered, "Maybe the son takes after the father."
Dr. He couldn't help but sigh at Jiang Jing's miserable childhood. How many parents think that giving birth to a child is the end of the matter
"You're not spending Christmas with the aunts?"
During the psychotherapy period, Grandma Jiang and Doctor He told him that Jiang Jing had had a woman when he was a minor. She mistakenly believed that Jiang Jing was precocious and seduced her willingly.
The teacher went to Jiang's father and analyzed the problems one by one. Jiang's father was very impatient and just said, "Teacher, I know."
"The aunties have all gone home." She sucked her finger. "My dance is pretty, isn't it? That's the feeling. It's so refreshing!"
"Zhao Fengqing, your hands are so dirty." He said this, but did not wipe her hands.
The more he read, the more confused he became.
Jiang Jing stayed awake all night and got up early.
"Asleep." He turned his back.
That night with Zhao Fengqing, Jiang Jing was confused. He treated her like the little nanny he hated and was extremely rude to her.
Jiang Jing opened and closed his mouth unconsciously, and he himself didn't know what he said.
"She took advantage of my father." Jiang Jing said mockingly, "My father was in a car accident and she was sitting in the passenger seat. They died together."
He blinked.
"It looks good." He joked, "Just like a real old lady."
Jiang Jing never talked about the truth.
Something in his body responded immediately.
Jiang Jin was very indifferent and did not argue.
He didn't know where she went, but he wanted to go to the grove in A.
"What gift do you want?"
He was so sleepy that he went to sleep, but woke up in a scorching heat.
Jiang Jing never talked about the truth.
"From today to February, I will be two years older than you."
Zhao Fengqing wanted to roll his eyes at him, but instead glared at him, "You are only one year older than me."
When I came out again, she was gone.
That night with Zhao Fengqing, Jiang Jing was confused. He treated her like the little nanny he hated and was extremely rude to her.
Jiang Jing opened and closed his mouth unconsciously, and he himself didn't know what he said.
Father Jiang continued to live his carefree life and forgot about his son.
"From today to February, I will be two years older than you."
Jiang Jing stopped and looked at Zhao Fengqing.
The lines of her bare back are beautiful.
Jiang Jing sneered, "Maybe the son takes after the father."
Jiang Jing seldom drank alcohol. Although the babysitter had tried smoking and drinking with him, he didn't like the smell.
Jiang Jing borrowed the book and flipped through it. The ethics, morality, integrity and shame in the book were not in line with his original concept. He was somewhat disdainful.
"Student Jiang." Zhao Fengqing beside her said in a delicate voice.
When Dr. He went online to look for information about Jiang's father, he saw the car accident. The car caught fire spontaneously. The car was a modified car, and the circuit and oil circuit had been tampered with. There was no way to investigate.
The more he read, the more confused he became.
She raised her eyes and said, "Oh? Mr. Jiang's birthday is today?" After saying that, she noticed the February in his words. Her birthday was in February, but she had never told him.
Jiang Jing used a tissue to wipe her fingers, "I thought you knew it a long time ago."
However, he was bored in class, so he picked up a book to read.
Fortunately, before he collapsed, his affair with the nanny was discovered by Jiang's father.
The wildness that had been hidden in his body for a long time was awakening. At this moment, he didn't want to suppress it anymore. He couldn't suppress it anymore.
The darkness in his deepest part has been corroding him.
Jiang Jing used a tissue to wipe her fingers, "I thought you knew it a long time ago."
The darkness in his deepest part has been corroding him.
However, he was bored in class, so he picked up a book to read.
Zhao Fengqing wanted to roll his eyes at him, but instead glared at him, "You are only one year older than me."
Zhao Fengqing jumped up and down, following the movements of the aunt next to him.
Zhao Fengqing threw away the tissue, pinched his face with his greasy hands, and said word by word, "If you don't tell me, how would I know?"
Zhao Fengqing threw away the tissue, pinched his face with his greasy hands, and said word by word, "If you don't tell me, how would I know?"
Zhao Fengqing admitted it immediately.
Jiang Jing borrowed the book and flipped through it. The ethics, morality, integrity and shame in the book were not in line with his original concept. He was somewhat disdainful.
"Zhao Fengqing, your hands are so dirty." He said this, but did not wipe her hands.
The darkness in his deepest part has been corroding him.
Something in his body responded immediately.
Instead, she was the first to let go of my hand. "Why didn't you say Merry Christmas to me? You don't even have a present for me."
He responded softly, "Okay, I understand." It was hard to describe the feeling. He felt a little relieved, but at the same time, he felt like there were deeper shackles binding him.
When I came out again, she was gone.
"From today to February, I will be two years older than you."
Jiang Jing thought she would refute him. He was a little disappointed and went to the bathroom.
That night with Zhao Fengqing, Jiang Jing was confused. He treated her like the little nanny he hated and was extremely rude to her.
The Criminal Law in the 1990s did not include the crime of child molestation.
He was so sleepy that he went to sleep, but woke up in a scorching heat.
"Merry Christmas." Jiang Jing had no expression.
As his knowledge increased and he understood the true meaning of what happened between him and the babysitter, he began to feel annoyed.
Instead, she was the first to let go of my hand. "Why didn't you say Merry Christmas to me? You don't even have a present for me."
Jiang Jing dozed off in bed for a while, then suddenly woke up.
After entering junior high school, Jiang Jing's deskmate was a bookworm who read "The Analects of Confucius" and "Mencius" without any preparation.
She raised her eyes and said, "Oh? Mr. Jiang's birthday is today?" After saying that, she noticed the February in his words. Her birthday was in February, but she had never told him.
“Neither is sincere.”
When he caught a glimpse of the red, he turned to look at Zhao Fengqing.
After entering junior high school, Jiang Jing's deskmate was a bookworm who read "The Analects of Confucius" and "Mencius" without any preparation.
Instead, she was the first to let go of my hand. "Why didn't you say Merry Christmas to me? You don't even have a present for me."
Jiang Jing stopped and looked at Zhao Fengqing.
So, he doesn't recall it.
He began to sweat again. The scene of the little nanny piercing her own redness and showing him her bloody finger came to his mind. He thought about all the gossips about Zhao Fengqing, and the vicious words came out of his mouth.
"What gift do you want?"
Jiang Jing never talked about the truth.
If Jiang Yin hadn't gone to Granny Li's house, he might have really gone crazy.
When Dr. He went online to look for information about Jiang's father, he saw the car accident. The car caught fire spontaneously. The car was a modified car, and the circuit and oil circuit had been tampered with. There was no way to investigate.
It's that absurd feeling of being defeated by sexual desire again.
The lines of her bare back are beautiful.
Father Jiang continued to live his carefree life and forgot about his son.
He didn't know where she went, but he wanted to go to the grove in A.
He blinked.
She asked with a smile, "Do you want me to give it to you?"
The voice of the babysitter rang in Jiang Jing's ears, and then he looked at himself and Zhao Fengqing as if he was out of consciousness.
"What gift do you want?"
Fortunately, before he collapsed, his affair with the nanny was discovered by Jiang's father.
Jiang Jing stayed awake all night and got up early.
So, he doesn't recall it.
"Basically," Jiang Jing added, "Except when you're crazy."
Father Jiang grabbed Jiang Jing's clothes and spat at him, "How could you give birth to such a disgusting son!"
"Dead." Jiang Jing smiled.
After hanging up, he called home and gave Jiang Jing a lecture, which was nothing more than repeating a few words from the teacher. Then, his mission was accomplished.
Jiang Jing sat up and turned off the lights.
Fortunately, before he collapsed, his affair with the nanny was discovered by Jiang's father.
"I'll do a square dance for you." She drew circles on his chest with her index finger, looking like a fangirl. "In return, you can do a pole dance for me."
Even under current laws, the crime of rape cannot be applied to boys as it is to girls. Because according to our country's laws, the victims of rape are only women. Boys can only be charged with child molestation and sentenced to a fixed-term imprisonment of no more than 5 years.
"Dead." Jiang Jing smiled.
He said coldly: "Psycho."
"I'll do a square dance for you." She drew circles on his chest with her index finger, looking like a fangirl. "In return, you can do a pole dance for me."
When he was a freshman, Jiang Jing went to see Dr. He again. It was only then that he told him everything about himself and the babysitter.
Jiang Jin was very indifferent and did not argue.
Jiang Jing could have dodged, but he didn't. He regarded this kick as a way of repaying his father's kindness in giving birth to him.