Chapter 3.

　　I watched my bull, swelling rapidly in my mom's hand.
Soon, it was hard and straight, standing up strongly.
And mom's original action of scrubbing me stopped, and her face slowly turned red.
"It's because ...... it's because Hao Hao is a boy ......"
Mom didn't seem to anticipate that my bull would be so hard.
Mom seemed to be a little shy to let go of her hand, but after hesitating for a while, she held it up again.
Mom used her hand to roughly gesture.
After realizing that my bull is catching up with the length of her hand, mom's eyes look at me slightly changed.
"Hao Hao is not very old, why is this thing ...... so long ......"
Mom murmured softly.
I couldn't hear too well, just looked at my own bull and couldn't help but show a heart full of annoyance.
"Mom, is my bull broken?"
"Of course not."
After hearing my naive question, mom gave me a gentle glare.
Then with a trembling hand, she held my bull slightly up and down twice.
So comfortable.
Although it was only two strokes, the touch that mom's small hand brought to me made me clench my buttocks uncontrollably.
"Mom, you're lassoing my bull so comfortably ......"
I looked down at my mom who had a shy face.
And mom also looked up at me, her originally beautiful eyes, I do not know when gradually flooded with a layer of water mist.
The corners of her mouth hesitated to speak for a few times.
But then lowered her head to look at my cow.
"Yes, is it ......"