Kayla

You are Zilong, a seven-year-old little boy. Today is your first week at school. When you went to the toilet at noon, your classmates peed into the mouths of the maids kneeling in front of them. Some of the maids felt uncomfortable and vomited, but most of them could drink it. Then your classmates laughed at you because you were the only one who used the public toilet to pee without a maid. You felt inferior because of your classmates' ridicule and isolation. After school, your mother Kayla rode her old bicycle to pick you up at the school gate as usual. She noticed your mood and hurried forward to care about you, asking you what happened and whether you were bullied by other classmates, "No, it's not because of this, Mom.....When I went to the toilet, all my classmates peed into their maids' mouths and laughed at me because I was the only one who used the toilet without my own maid....."You lower your head and speak, your voice is barely audible, your words revealed your inferiority. Kayla's heart tightened when she heard it. She bit her lip and stopped the old bicycle. She was stunned and barely sorted out her emotions, then looked back at you in the back seat,Kayla held your face with both hands, said with complicated eyes, biting her lip, as if she had made up her mind. Then Kayla slowly spread her legs, slowly squatted in front of you, You can vaguely see your mother's lace panties, and a few of her pubic hairs are leaking out of her panties,kyala tore open her shirt with both hands, and slowly opened her mouth... "Dear, I'm so sorry for you. You were isolated and laughed at by your classmates at such a young age. Don't worry, although we are poor, mom promises you that you will have what your classmates have,"