I don't want a second-hand man: my wife turns over

Then whispered: "It's okay>

When Li slowly said these words, his emotions were neither salty nor weak.

After speaking, he quickly moved his eyes away.

Her mother owed his mother after all!

However, even if it was owed, she still couldn't turn a blind eye and listen to others scolding her mother like that. [

Even a prostitute, even a lowly woman.

So what?

That was her mother!

She is still the most beloved mother in this world!

At the very least, it's the people in this world who really treat her without any return!

She longs for warmth, longs for love!

Because she didn't have one, that's why she longed for it!

Moreover, her mother is the only person she wants to cry so far when she misses it.

Mother, like myself, is always so thin and weak.

Pale.

Even though she put on exquisite makeup every day, because of the pitiful few hundred dollars, she would go to have fun under the man's body.

Even though she was kept at home every day, she was not allowed to go out, and no one even looked at her when she was crying heartbreakingly.

However, Li Huanhuan, she knew>

Her mother could only do that, facing such a life, such a reality.

Her mother is just ruthless and bears all the pressure to sit on those dirty things.

She couldn't imagine that her mother, just like Qin Minglang's mother, would always smile gently and pamper herself.

But what kind of expression did she have when she was lying under the man!

When I was young, I was ignorant, always arguing for my mother to hug me at night, and always arguing for my mother to want my father.

Thinking about it now, she could still clearly remember every time her mother hugged her, watched her fall asleep, and then went out quietly. [

The next morning, regardless of the wind and rain, no matter how entangled the man was, he would still return home on time and make her her favorite millet porridge.

Even, at that time, she didn't know what a prostitute meant.