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Chapter 82

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Yun Jingting nimbly got on the bed again and leaned in front of her. "Xiang 'er, you look really good when you smile!"

Mi Xaing 'er couldn't help but blush. "Go!"

Yun Laohu was really an "aggressive" man. He was determined not to let go of any opportunity. Taking advantage of the moment when the woman lowered her head, he simply stretched out his long arms and hugged her, pulling her into his embrace. His lips swept across her cheeks and slid down, searching for her lips.

Mi Xaing 'er lowered her head even more, avoiding his scorching breath. Her small hands clenched into fists, and she pounded on his chest a few times.

The relationship between a man and a woman seemed to be like this. There was always a process, a slow and gradual process. After interacting with each other for a long time, the unfamiliarity between each other could be diluted. Their words would naturally become intimate, and then it would extend to the acknowledgment of their bodies. Everything would fall into place when the conditions were right.

Mi Xaing 'er felt that …

Mmm …

His chest was also quite warm …

Yun Jingting was in his arms, and the woman's body seemed to have a sweet fragrance. He really wanted to take a bite.

His arms tightened, and his body tilted, gently pushing her down. His two arms supported by her sides, and the muscles on his bare upper arms were coiled up. It made one's heart palpitate just by looking at it.

Mi Xaing 'er looked at Yun Laohu's body pressing down on her like a mountain. He was valiant and powerful, and she couldn't help but feel a little "scared". She struggled a few times. "Don't, don't …"

Suddenly, he heard someone knocking on the door from outside the courtyard. The sound was hurried, and it sounded like there was something urgent.

Yun Jingting punched the pillow fiercely and scolded in his heart: This is really not the right time!

But he didn't hesitate and sat up directly. "I'll go take a look!"

As he spoke, he put on his shoes and got off the bed.

Mi Xaing 'er hurriedly called out to him. "Hey, I'll go!"

She still had some misgivings.

After all, the marriage between the two of them was considered a "hidden marriage." If others knew that Yun Laohu had spent the night here, they would have to spend a lot of effort to explain. It was not worth it.

He hurriedly straightened his clothes, tidied his hair, and quickly walked out of the courtyard. When he opened the door, he was immediately stunned.

Shen Shiqiu was dressed in a police uniform. He was accompanied by a police officer, standing upright outside the door. There was even a police car parked behind him. From the looks of it, it was obvious that he was here for official business.

He smiled politely and said, "Comrade Xiao Mi, I'm sorry to disturb your rest. I have good news for you. Look, who's back?"

His body leaned to the side.

As soon as the car door opened, a little boy got out of the police car. He looked to be about 10 years old. He was thin and weak, his skin was yellow, and his hair was slightly sparse. It was obvious that he was malnourished. However, his facial features were very delicate, especially his eyes. When he did not speak, he had a sense of intelligence.

Mi Xaing 'er looked at Shen Shiqiu in confusion. "This is …"

Before she could finish speaking, her mouth formed an "O" shape.

A woman got out of the police car slowly. It was none other than Mi Xaing 'er's biological mother, Tang Xiling.

Tang Xiling was wearing a blue uniform that had been washed until it was white. Her hair was combed into a simple number five. Although her skin was still fair, her body was exceptionally thin. Her little face was so thin that it was almost like a thin line. Her gaze was dull, and her movements were slow. She did not look like a normal person.

As soon as she got out of the car, the little boy immediately rushed over and carefully held her arm. He raised his head and said, "Mom, Mom, we're home!"

Mom!

Mi Xaing 'er searched desperately in her memory, but she could not remember having a younger brother like this.

While she was in a daze, Yun Jingting came out of the courtyard. A large hand was placed on her shoulder. It was strong and warm. "Xiang 'er, don't be in a daze. Let them come in first. Let's talk slowly!"

Yun Laohu was unbelievably calm. It was as if everything that was happening in front of him was under his control.

Mi Xaing 'er nodded. She quickly walked forward and held her mother's hand. She felt that her mother's palm was terrifyingly cold. She could not wait to ask, "Mom, where have you been all these years? What happened?"

Tang Xiling stared at her blankly. After a long time, she slowly said, "Who are you? I don't know you!"

She pushed her away gently and looked down at the boy beside her. "Liu 'er, where are we? I'm scared!"

Mi Xaing 'er was stunned. She subconsciously stretched out a finger and waved it in front of her mother's face.

Tang Xiling's vision was unfocused. She could not focus at all. She panicked and took a few steps back. She turned around and pretended to run away.

Shen Shiqiu reacted quickly. He grabbed her and pushed her into the courtyard. He explained to Mi Xaing 'er, "Your mother's condition is not very stable now. Let's go inside and talk about it in detail."

Mi Xaing 'er followed closely behind. She could not believe what she was seeing.

Yun Jingting comforted her in a low voice, "Xiang 'er, don't worry. No matter what happens, I'm still here. I'll always be by your side!"

The group of people entered the main house. Mi Xaing 'er helped Tang Xiling to a spacious chair. She bent down and adjusted the hem of her clothes.

When she looked up at her mother, Tang Xiling was also looking at her. When the two of them looked at each other, Tang Xiling's eyes were clear.

Mi Xaing 'er thought that she had recognized her. "Mom, it's me. Are you okay?"

----- Digression —

Tiger's "first night" seems to be ruined. However, good food is not afraid of being late. Things that are hard to come by are more cherished, right?

PS: The results of the competition in Book City will depend on everyone's support!

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