In the spacious villa, the beautiful woman looked at her unhappy son who walked in the door, with a trace of doubt in her eyes.
"kindness."
Yinyue threw her body onto the soft sofa and looked at the ceiling in a daze. There was an inexplicable anger in her heart, and she wanted to vent it, but she couldn't find a reason to vent it.
"What's wrong?"[
The beautiful woman put down the apple in her hand and sat sideways on the sofa. Her slender arms went around Yin Yue's neck. The scene was quite ambiguous.
"**! How many times have I told you not to come so close to me! Old witch..."
Silver Moon bounced away as if she had been electrocuted. Damn woman, she is in her thirties, but she is still so well-maintained, and she always does some ambiguous actions without knowing it.
"You are my son!"
The woman said and wrapped herself around Yin Yue's body again. She looked at her son's slightly red face and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. Ever since her daughter disappeared, her son had been almost depressed. After finally letting go, she was really afraid that he would start again.
Falling into that dark memory.
"Okay, old witch, don't worry about me."
Yinyue struggled to get rid of her mother's eight-clawed octopus wrapped around her body, stood up tiredly, and walked to her room. She didn't understand why her heart hurt so much when she saw Ling Xueer getting on the cold night car.
For a moment, it felt like my whole body was torn apart.
At first, she thought that for Ling Xueer, she just saw someone who was like her own sister, but now, Yinyue discovered in panic that everything seemed to be different from what she had imagined.
Quietly closing her eyes, Ling Xueer's crying and laughing kept alternating in her mind.
Such a weak girl... really deserves anyone to feel sorry for her for a lifetime.