"Mengmeng hehe"
The man called out in a low and hoarse voice from the depths of his throat.
He fell down in front of the body covered with a white cloth. He wanted to reach out to grab the girl's hand, but he didn't even have the courage to touch it.
His Mengmeng was still so young. His Mengmeng was still in her Prime.
She still had a bright future and a beautiful life ahead of her. She had yet to get married and have children. She had yet to experience a happy and blissful life. She still didn't know her.
He loved her.
The more determined he was to cut off his connection with the young girl, the more bitter the corner of his mouth was now.
The young girl's every frown and smile, the way she raised her almond-shaped eyes to glare at him, the way she hugged his neck and begged for mercy.
In his arms, she was like a satiated little kitten, gently rubbing against him and hugging him tightly.
