Struggling to get home, I was still deeply immersed in the regret of being attacked, until even my old mother's unusually gloomy face didn't notice.
"I'm back." The old mother's voice seemed to come from hell.
I was just about to answer, when I looked up, I was frightened by the fierce face of my old mother: "Mom, what's wrong?" Did plastic surgery fail? Failed plastic surgery can be fixed, other failures are fixed, and failures are fixed. Until it succeeds, that's it! But you don't need to look at your dear and dear daughter like that. At night, you will be scared to pee on the bed.
“Do you still know that I am your mother? Hahahaha..”
I panicked when I looked at the old mother's face because she laughed and twisted, her body began to tremble, not only did she know.
Suddenly, the old mother stopped laughing, coldly stared at me, staring so hard that the hairs on the back of my neck stood up: "Do you know your mistake?"
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