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Chapter 2558 : I have to be filial to Yin Yijie's words 3

Alas, what is unnecessary may not be my actions, but my thoughts, because I had already pulled it when I did this and stood by the bed, fearing that she would turn over again.

Well, I don’t know my mother’s sleeping habits, and I don’t know that she is sleeping unhappy.

Alas, I am really a very dereliction of duty. I don’t know what I am when I ask.

A heavy breath came, I turned my head and looked at it, and screamed:

"Mother."[

Well, without expectation, no preparation at all, it sounds quite easy to call myself.

OK, then that's it. After all, she is my mother. No matter how many dialectical explanations are made from a metaphysical perspective, it is natural to call her mother.

After I hesitated for a while, my mother opened her eyes and there were more and more around the corners of her eyes. The eyelashes I tasted were not as charming as when I used to use false eyelashes, but they were very beautiful.

Alas, I think my mother's innate conditions are actually pretty good. I really don't understand that she always made herself look like a person and a ghost, really.

When I turned so heavily in my eyeshadow, I really thought she was beaten by a man. Of course, she was often beaten by a man.

There are quite a lot of SMs in this industry.

Perhaps there is a word that is relatively objective: it is not easy to make money.

"Mom, have you had a rest?" I didn't know where I could just talk nonsense and made up my numbers.

"Enkeren, you are here."

My mother's eyes were focused on my face, looking at me like I had just looked at her.

To be precise, except that I didn't recognize me when I saw her in court, she hadn't seen me for more than six years, except that she might not have been a young mother staring at me silently in a corner.

Outside.

Fifteen or twenty years old, after a girl’s age changes, she should have changed a lot. Since my mother wants to see it, I let her watch it.

(Uh, do you think you are eighteen years old or describe the change that is more than eighteen, metaphysical) Mom's eyes feel younger and more energetic than her appearance. Although she has many vicissitudes,

Suddenly, in my mother's eyes, I seemed to find something defined as

"Mother's Love" or

"Flesh and flesh" stuff.

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