Jing Bolin's slap has not been eaten since that long cold winter night.

Unexpectedly, on this day, he raised his hand and slapped me.

"I gave this slap in the face." Jing Bolin's voice sounded unhurriedly, followed by another slap, "This slap is for your little mother." ”

"Mommy?"

Jing Bailin's words made me feel frightened.

For me, being slapped is already the lightest punishment I have ever thought of, but I don't know what Jing Bolin means by "little mom".

I could clearly feel my heart beating: "Father, if you want to test me by this matter, you don't have to. ”

Me again

"I also loved you with my heart" Jingsheng Fanwai 22 is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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