After having dinner at the Lu family's house, Lu Mo escorted Ye Qingqing home. They parted ways at the gate of the courtyard without entering the Ye family's house.
"You didn't even give me a goodbye kiss..."
Ye Qingqing pouted and acted coquettishly. The time she spent with Lu Mo was getting shorter and shorter, and she couldn't waste a single minute with him!
Lu Mo's face flushed. This little vixen was getting better and better at being coquettish, but why did he like her so much?
He dragged Ye Qingqing to a secluded spot, kissed her forehead, and said in a low, husky voice, "Alright, let's go inside!"
Ye Qingqing twisted her body, very dissatisfied with this light, fleeting kiss, especially since it was only on the forehead. It wasn't like an elder was kissing a younger person!
"not enough……"
Ye Qingqing stood on tiptoe, pouted her red lips, half-closed her eyes, and took the initiative to ask for a kiss.
Lu Mo's face turned even redder, his heart raced, and he looked around. There was no enemy activity, so they could proceed further.
Lu Mo, who could no longer restrain himself, wrapped his arms around Ye Qingqing's waist and pressed his lips against hers.
It was as sweet as ever, and as always, it left him wanting more.
After a long while, Lu Mo finally released Ye Qingqing, his voice even hoarse, "Go inside quickly!"
"Um…"
Ye Qingqing blushed, smiled sweetly, turned around and jogged into the yard, her smile growing wider and wider.
Her husband's kissing skills have become incredibly impressive!
It's all thanks to her excellent training, hehe!
Good men are indeed made through training!
Lu Mo watched Ye Qingqing enter the house before turning around and leaving, a smile playing on his lips and a light step in his eyes.
The old lady was sitting on the sofa pasting cardboard boxes, while Ye Zhiguo was watching TV. Ye Qing suddenly had an idea and asked loudly, "Dad, what's your blood type?"
Ye Zhiguo was taken aback. "Type O? Why are you suddenly asking about blood type?"
"In biology class today, the teacher said that a child's blood type is basically the same as the father's blood type. If you are type O, then I am definitely type O too. The teacher also said that blood type cannot determine parentage; genetic testing is required."
Ye Qingqing rambled on, and Ye Zhiguo initially didn't take it seriously, but the more he listened, the more serious his expression became.
A while ago, he took Ye Lan to the hospital to have her blood type tested. Ye Lan is type B, and he is also type B, which put Ye Zhiguo at ease.
But now...
"What is genetic testing?" Ye Zhiguo inquired.
"It's a paternity test. All you need is a hair sample. It's 100% accurate. Pingjiang First People's Hospital can do it. My teacher said that many men have taken their children for tests, and they all ended up getting divorced!"
"Why do you want a divorce?" the old lady asked, puzzled.
Ye Qingqing laughed and said, "Because the DNA test showed he wasn't her biological son, she's already being cuckolded but still won't get a divorce!"
She glanced at him discreetly; Ye Zhiguo seemed thoughtful, indicating that her words had had an effect.
A few days later, Ye Lan returned home and stayed there for one night.
The next day, Ye Zhiguo took a break from his shift, packed a few small plastic bags, and went to the First People's Hospital.
Ye Qingqing was at school and didn't know, but Lu Mo had been secretly monitoring Ye Zhiguo and knew about the slightest movement.
Lu Mo secretly followed Ye Zhiguo to the First People's Hospital, and he even disguised himself so that Ye Zhiguo wouldn't recognize him even if he stood right in front of him.
Ye Zhiguo placed several small bags into his briefcase. The small bags contained his own hair, Ye Lan's hair, and Ye Hua's hair.
Ye Qingqing's words that day planted a thorn in Ye Zhiguo's heart. He had to figure it out, otherwise he would never be able to remove it.
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