Chapter 23 Chapter 23 She was touching his belly skin...
Song Guanshu was cruel enough. Even if their whole family died in front of him, he wouldn't even bat an eyelid. But this woman was crying here, and if it got out, it would affect his and Jiang Ling's reputation.
While Jiang Ling was still confronting Li Jun, Song Guanshu had already put on his coat quietly.
Jiang Ling would never go back on her word since she said she would help him solve the problem.
Jiang Ling had just sent Xie Lang away and had not had time to change into her pajamas when she heard Li Jun knocking on the door.
After finally knocking on the door, the smile on Li Jun's face froze when he saw Jiang Ling also wanted to go to the hospital.
Jiang Ling was a difficult person, and Li Jun couldn't imagine what would happen if she went to the hospital with him.
Jiang Ling apologized to her in a familiar manner, "I'm sorry, it was really inconvenient for us just now. Is the child okay?"
As she said this she smiled shyly and gave her a look that said you know what I mean.
Cursing inwardly that he was a demon, Li Jun quickly adjusted his facial expression, "Leilei has a serious fever. I'd like to trouble Xiao Song to accompany me to take him to the hospital."
Liu Lei was held in Li Jun's arms. When she saw Song Guanshu coming out, she wanted to put the child in his arms.
Song Guanshu hated physical contact with people and hated dirty things.
Liu Lei was not a clean child. He ran around everywhere during the day and was always dirty.
Before she stuffed the child into Song Guanshu's arms, Jiang Ling took Song Guanshu's hand, opened the door, and knocked frantically on the back door of Section Chief Liu's house in the front yard.
Liu had turned off the lights and gone to bed early. Han Ruixue heard the knock on the door and was unwilling to get out of bed, so she kicked Liu up and said, "Go open the door."
Section Chief Liu got off the kang with his clothes on, but did not turn on the light for fear of disturbing Han Ruixue.
The knocking on the door continued. Even a deaf person would be woken up by the knocking. Han Ruixue couldn't sleep any more. She said angrily, "Who is it? You're not sleeping at night and disturbing other people's sleep."
Section Chief Liu opened the back door and was stunned to see two people standing at the door. "Xiao Song, what can I do for you?"
Someone knocking on the door late at night must be something very urgent.
Jiang Ling said anxiously, "Chief Liu has a serious problem. Liu Lei has a high fever and Sister Li Jun asked us to call you to take him to the hospital."
When Chief Liu heard her say that Liu Lei had a fever, he became very anxious and said, "Tell her I'll be there right away."
He immediately went back to change his clothes and get the money.
Han Ruixue was young and had good hearing. She heard the conversation between the two. Before Section Chief Liu came back, she hid the tin box where the money was kept at home, then lay back in bed and pretended to sleep.
When Section Chief Liu did not see the money after returning to the room, he realized that it was Han Ruixue on the kang who hid the money.
His biological son was still running a fever and was rushed to the hospital. He did not argue with Han Ruixue, but quietly took out his hidden private money.
What his mother, Old Lady Liu, said made sense. Men should not tell the women in the family everything and should hide some private money for emergencies.
By the time Li Jun realized what Jiang Ling wanted to do, it was too late and he couldn't stop her. Jiang Ling had already knocked on the door.
In fact, when the child had a fever, Li Jun wanted to find her ex-husband, Section Chief Liu, to take the child to the hospital together.
The family of three can keep in touch with each other and also give Han Ruixue some comfort.
Grandma Liu, her mother-in-law, stopped her and said, "He has to go to work tomorrow. If he accompanies you to the hospital, what if it affects his work tomorrow?"
She felt that what her mother-in-law said made sense and she felt sorry for her own man, so she went to ask Xiao Song, who lived opposite her home, for help. The young man was thin-skinned but kind-hearted and would not refuse.
Unexpectedly, I encountered an obstacle at the first step. That damn girl Jiang Ling was meddling in other people's business and refused to open the door for me.
After waiting for a long time for the door to open, she knocked on the door to the front yard.
He even looked like he was asking for praise, "No need to thank me, we are neighbors, this is just a piece of cake."
Li Jun, you are such a shameless person. No one wants to thank you.
If you want to find Lao Liu and take the child with her, can't she knock on the door herself? Why does she have to do it for you?
Section Chief Liu didn't think too much about it. He put on his clothes, went to the yard, rode his bicycle, and went around to the street behind his house.
He reached out and touched Liu Lei's forehead, which was quite hot. "You hold the child and sit in the back. I'll take you to the hospital."
People were already alarmed, and after many years, Li Jun finally sat on the back seat of Section Chief Liu's bicycle again.
At this time, Old Lady Liu, who had been silent in the east wing, opened the window and said, "Xiao Song, you are a young man with good health and energy. Your brother Liu is old after all and cannot compare with young people. Auntie, please go with them and take care of each other."
Jiang Ling grabbed Song Guanshu's sleeve and said pitifully, "Auntie, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that I'm alone at home and I'm scared. If the child is seriously ill and can't be taken care of, we'd be assholes if we don't help. Liu Lei has a fever, and it's enough for his parents to take care of him. Too many people would be a burden."
Section Chief Liu urged Li Jun to get in the car quickly. "Mom, please don't make trouble. It's not a big problem. Li Jun and I are enough. You and Tongtong should lock the doors and windows at home. We will go home as soon as possible."
He smiled apologetically at Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu, "My mother is just like that, please forgive me."
Old Mrs. Liu was reluctant to let her son work so hard, but now that it was done, she could only say, "Be careful on the road. If it's too late, don't come back. Stay in the hospital for one night. It's almost Qingming Festival, and it's not clean at night. Don't run into any dirty things."
The day after tomorrow is Qingming Festival. There are no pedestrians on the road at night these days for fear of encountering dirty things.
Section Chief Liu felt sorry for his son and was afraid that his brain would be damaged. He was so anxious that he pedaled his bicycle quickly. As a result, he did not notice a figure standing by the window of his back door. It was his wife, Han Ruixue.
After throwing the mother and daughter out, Jiang Ling locked the door and went home.
Before going to bed, she did not forget to remind Song Guanshu, "You will wash the dishes tomorrow."
"OK."
Li Jun and Section Chief Liu rushed to the hospital and went to the emergency room to see Liu Lei.
After the face-to-face consultation, the doctor diagnosed that the high fever was caused by excessive fright. Fortunately, he was sent to the hospital in time and the impact was not serious.
I was prescribed a few IV drips and asked to stay in the hospital for two days for observation.
When he had some free time, sitting beside Liu Lei's bed and checking the IV drip, Li Jun actually felt like they were still husband and wife.
Section Chief Liu listened to his mother and did not rush home in the middle of the night. After Liu Lei finished the drip, he stayed in an empty bed in the hospital for the night.
The next morning I went directly to the security department to work.
He did not go home all night and stayed with his ex-wife Li Jun, which made Han Ruixue a little uneasy.
After get off work, Section Chief Liu went to the hospital. Seeing that Liu Lei was awake, he felt relieved and remembered that he had a wife waiting for him at home.
No matter what kind of storm he would face when he returned home, he had to go back quickly. The later he went back, the more miserable his death would be.
However, when he told Liu Lei and Li Jun that he would go back first, Liu Lei held his arm tightly and refused to let go. He cried and asked him to stay in the hospital with him and refused to let him leave no matter what he said.
Liu Lei's body had not recovered yet, and he vomited while crying.
Section Chief Liu had no time to care about anything else and went to borrow a mop and broom from the cleaner.
Li Jun was sweeping the floor. "He is still ill, so you should follow his wishes. If he gets hurt from crying, that would be a life-long event."
Section Chief Liu stayed in the hospital for another night and went to work at the factory the next day. After get off work, he was worried that Liu Lei would not let him leave, so he did not go to the hospital and went straight home.
Section Chief Liu had not returned home for two days and two nights since the night he sent Liu Lei to the hospital.
There are no secrets between neighbors. Jiang Ling's knocking on the door that night made a lot of noise, and everyone knew that Section Chief Liu and his ex-wife took Liu Lei to the hospital in the middle of the night.
It stands to reason that as the child's biological father, he would take his son to the hospital when he was sick.
But he went to the hospital with his ex-wife, and he has a wife at home.
In addition, he hadn't been home for two days in a row, and everyone was saying behind his back that Section Chief Liu wanted to get back together with Li Jun, and that Han Ruixue was pitiful.
If Section Chief Liu had not sent Liu Lei to the hospital at that time, the neighbors would have talked behind his back about how he was dominated by his wife and how heartless and ungrateful Han Ruixue was.
These people say all the good and bad things.
Han Ruixue doesn't work, but her younger brothers and sisters go to school and inevitably hear the gossip, and tell it to her when they get home.
Section Chief Liu anticipated that Han Ruixue would make trouble with him after returning home. After all, he had not asked his wife's opinion, so he took Liu Lei to the hospital.
What he didn't expect was that his wife heard a lot of rumors that he wanted a divorce.
As soon as he stepped into the house, the Nine Yin White Bone Claw that his ex-wife Li Jun had once enjoyed came upon him.
Section Chief Liu let her vent. "I know you are angry, but Leilei is really seriously ill. The doctor said it was caused by excessive shock. If it wasn't for yesterday..."
Han Ruixue sneered repeatedly, "Who can be blamed? If he hadn't stolen the things, how could the following things have happened? Even if he had a fever, it was his own fault."
"Liu Jianshe, let me tell you, you have divorced Li Jun, and I am your current wife. If you are still entangled with Li Jun in the name of taking care of the children, then let's get divorced. Do you really think I can't live without you? I don't know how many people wanted to marry me back then, all of them were young men. If you hadn't been the best to me, why would I marry you, a second-married woman?"
No one wants to be compared with their love rival. Even if Section Chief Liu is a bootlicker in front of his young wife, he doesn't want to hear these words.
"After divorcing me, you have become a married woman that you despise. Do you think the young man who liked you at the beginning will still like you? At best, he can play with you, but he can never marry you."
When Han Qingzhu and her brother came home from school, they heard their sister and brother-in-law arguing.
Although they all disliked their brother-in-law, they didn't want their sister to divorce him.
There are not many brothers-in-law like Liu Jianshe who can support their brother-in-law and sister-in-law. Once you miss this opportunity, you will never have it again.
If the eldest sister divorces Liu Jianshe, she will be jobless and have to continue to rely on men. If they find another partner, what if that person is unwilling to support them?
The brother and sister looked at each other, rushed into the house, and separated the quarreling couple. "Calm down, there are some things you can't say."
Han Qingzhu said to Liu Jianshe, "Brother-in-law doesn't know that you weren't home these few days, and my sister was worried about you. She couldn't even sleep well at night." Han Hongmei said to her sister, "My brother-in-law is so good to you. Don't be ungrateful. Look around the family compound. Is there any man better than my brother-in-law?"
This was not only to comfort her sister, but also to praise Section Chief Liu in disguise.
After being praised, Section Chief Liu's mood improved.
Han Hongmei said to him again, "Brother-in-law, don't blame my sister for being angry. You don't know that people are saying that you are going to divorce her and remarry the girl in the backyard. Even I get angry when I hear these rumors, not to mention that my sister cares about you so much, so it's inevitable that she will get angry after hearing them."
With the persuasion of the Han siblings, Section Chief Liu and his wife reconciled as before.
Section Chief Liu raised three fingers and swore, "I will never associate with Li Jun again. This time, there is a reason. Don't you know how much I hate Li Jun? It's so hard to divorce her, how could I remarry her? You are really overthinking it."
Seeing her face brighten up, Section Chief Liu put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Tomorrow is Qingming Festival. You haven't bought incense, candles and paper money for your parents yet. I'll go with you and we can buy some more."
An ancient poem says that it rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and it seems that it rains every time before and after the Qingming Festival.
When Jiang Ling went out in the morning, the sky was cloudy and it was not raining, but she could feel the moist moisture in the air.
When the two were at work, they met Juxiang coming back from outside. Jiang Ling asked casually, "Sister-in-law, what did you do so early?"
Juxiang lifted up the things in her hand to show her, and pointed to the grave mountain behind the family compound, "We'll go up the mountain later."
Jiang Ling nodded and said, "Yes, today is Qingming Festival and we need to go to the graves of our ancestors to pay our respects."
In the afternoon, while sitting on the back seat of Song Guanshu's bicycle, I saw someone burning paper when passing a crossroads.
She felt that Song Guanshu seemed to look at the man twice more. After the bike had gone two blocks, Jiang Ling asked him, "Today is Qingming Festival, aren't you going to burn some paper for your parents and relatives?"
Song Guanshu obviously didn't expect her to say that. His voice carried by the wind was a little distorted, "After death, people return to dust and disappear from this world. Going to their graves to worship them is feudal superstition."
Jiang Ling sighed in her heart, but these activities were a psychological sustenance for the living.
She patted Song Guanshu on the back and said, "Don't rush back. Let's go to the nearby supply and marketing cooperative to buy some paper."
Although Song Guanshu did not approve of her behavior, he still rode his bike to the nearest supply and marketing cooperative.
The Qingming Festival ancestor worship is concentrated in the morning. Most people buy incense, candles and paper money on Qingming morning or one day in advance. No customer will choose to buy paper money at night.
The salesperson will put the unsold paper money into the warehouse and wait until July 15th of this year to take it out and sell it again.
When the salesperson heard Jiang Ling say she wanted to buy paper money, he couldn't help but look at the two of them again. The Qingming Festival was almost over, and these two just remembered to buy paper money. They were really filial.
No matter what the salesperson thought, I ended up buying incense, candles and paper money.
Song Guanshu was silent. After Jiang Ling sat in the back seat, he continued to give orders, "Your home is in the south. Let's go to the intersection further south to burn it."
Song Guanshu, who was riding a bicycle, was very obedient. He rode all the way south and almost rode out of the city.
Finally, he parked the car at an intersection where no one passed by. Jiang Ling picked up a branch and drew a circle, threw paper money into the circle, and slid a match to light the yellow paper.
Jiang Ling pulled Song Guanshu to squat down together, "Burn more paper for your parents, so that they can be rich people in another world, without having to work hard to earn money, and have countless banknotes to spend every day, so that they can live a carefree life. It would be best if they can bless us to have all our wishes come true and everything goes smoothly in our spare time." May your son not follow the same path as in the original novel.
Listening to Jiang Ling's mumbling, Song Guanshu couldn't help laughing.
Jiang Ling glared at him angrily. What was wrong with this guy? "This is a very serious occasion. How can you laugh?"
Song Guanshu's voice was clear and a gentle spring breeze blew past him.
"My mother is not dead yet, so I am afraid that she can't receive the money you burn, nor can she bless you to become a rich man."
Jiang Ling:? ? ?
"Didn't you tell everyone that you were an orphan?" He also said this in the original book.
Jiang Ling was very sure that it was definitely not a misunderstanding on her part.
"Did I say that? You must have remembered it wrongly."
Jiang Ling had many questions in her mind, but the only thing she asked was, "What about your father?"
"He is indeed gone."
Jiang Ling stuffed all the yellow paper into Song Guanshu's hands and said, "Then burn some for your father."
Song Guanshu never believed this and would sneer at others' tomb-sweeping behavior. But when he held paper money in his hand, he did not resist and calmly threw the paper money into the fire, and the flames flickered.
When the paper money in his hand was about to run out, Jiang Ling stuffed some into his hand.
Song Guanshu numbly threw paper money into the fire until his hands were completely empty. He looked at Jiang Ling blankly.
She spread her hands to indicate that there was no more fire. The flames were completely extinguished, leaving only ashes emitting white smoke on the ground. Only then did Song Guanshu come to his senses.
Jiang Ling patted his shoulder and said, "Come back during the Ghost Festival and ask your father to prepare a basket for the money."
Song Guanshu smiled and said, "He should have heard it. He will remember to bring his own tools next time."
It was getting dark and there were not many people on the road.
Jiang Ling sat in the back seat, wondering what was going on with Song Guanshu's mother, who came back to life for no apparent reason.
She casually glanced across the street and saw a familiar figure. She pulled Song Guanshu's clothes and said, "Look, is that Director Ding?"
Jiang Ling's voice woke him up from his own world, and he looked in the direction of Jiang Ling's finger.
Director Ding was seen walking into the guesthouse arm in arm with a young and fashionable woman.
Jiang Ling asked: "Is that woman Director Ding's wife?"
Song Guanshu only saw the side profile of a woman. He replied, "I don't know. I've never seen her before."
Jiang Ling clicked her tongue twice. "I don't think so. I've never heard of anyone taking their wife to a guesthouse. It's not like they don't have a place to stay. Could it be that they're seeking excitement?"
At Jiang Ling's request, Song Guanshu turned the bike around and rode back to the entrance of the guesthouse.
She poked her head into the guesthouse like a thief, only to see two people walking up the stairs side by side and finally disappearing in the stairwell.
"Are you going back?" Song Guanshu knew that this person was a good person. "Or are you going to continue waiting?"
Jiang Ling looked up at the sky and said with some regret, "Let's go back."
At this time, a young man who was running a car repair stall next to them asked, "Do you know those two people just now?"
This is a young and handsome guy, sitting on a homemade recliner, looking very leisurely.
Jiang Ling glanced at the street suspiciously. The vendors on both sides of the road had already gone home, and he was the only one still setting up a stall.
She didn't understand so she asked, "Does anyone want to repair their bicycle at this time?"
The young man smiled cheerfully and said, "If someone's bike breaks down, I'm the only one still working on these streets, so they have no choice but to choose me."
Jiang Ling turned around and pinched the front and rear tires of the bicycle. Hmm, there was no leak.
Seeing Jiang Ling's actions, the young man couldn't help but frown, "Who do you think I am? I won't do such a wicked thing as throwing nails on the road."
He repeated the question again, "You haven't answered me yet. Do you know those two people just now?"
"Know one of them."
The man nodded and said, "No wonder. I'm here repairing cars, and I often run into them almost every Wednesday afternoon."
"Are these two a couple, or are they just having an affair?"
This young man is also very gossipy, and his eyes are full of desire for gossip.
Jiang Ling could understand his feelings. "I have never met that man's wife. I am not sure if they are husband and wife."
"That's definitely not the case. Which middle-aged couple would go out to check into a hotel room every day?" The man changed the subject and said, "Since you know one of them, can you go and ask around? If you find out, come and tell me on the way."
Since coming to this world, this is the first time that Jiang Ling has met someone who is more gossipy than her.
He rubbed his hands and said, "What if they are a couple and we misunderstood them? That would be bad."
He had a scar at the corner of his eye, which formed a small dimple when he smiled.
"Be sure to tell me. If I'm not here, you can tell other vendors on this street. My name is Chen Xiangyang. If you need your bicycle repaired in the future, come to me. I'll fix it for you for free."
"Your name is Chen Xiangyang?!" Jiang Ling looked him up and down twice.
"Yeah, what's the problem?" he asked sharply, "Do you know me?"
Of course I knew him, but I knew him from the original novel.
Xie Lang has two white moonlights, one is his sweetheart "Jiang Ling" who has changed beyond recognition, and the other is his good brother Chen Xiangyang who died tragically.
In the original novel, Chen Xiangyang was a small gangster who offended a prominent person in his hometown and had to run to the north city to avoid disaster. He met Xie Lang while hanging out on the streets.
Seeing that he was smart, Xie Lang turned Chen Xiangyang into his informant, providing him with intelligence and helping with surveillance, and Xie Lang would pay him some rewards.
Although they are the police and the informant, Xie Lang and Chen Xiangyang are like-minded and have a very good relationship.
Chen Xiangyang is quite likely to be a policeman, but he has a criminal record and is still wanted, so he cannot get into the police academy. He relies on providing information to Xie Lang to indirectly fulfill his dream of becoming a policeman.
As a result, while helping to keep watch, Chen Xiangyang was discovered and killed by the robbers due to Xie Lang's wrong decision.
He has no parents or relatives in Beicheng, only a few friends and Xie Lang, with whom he occasionally contacts.
No one noticed Chen Xiangyang's disappearance at the first time. When Xie Lang contacted him, he couldn't find him and thought he had run back home. It was not until the suspect was arrested and confessed to his crime that Xie Lang learned that Chen Xiangyang had died half a month ago and his body was thrown directly into the river.
Xie Lang blamed himself for his death, and he grew up rapidly from that moment.
However, at that time Xie Lang had not yet officially started working, and Chen Xiangyang had not yet been developed into an informant by him.
Looking at Chen Xiangyang, who could laugh and scold, Jiang Ling said, "I've heard of you. I heard that you are very good at repairing bicycles."
Chen Xiangyang proudly lay back on the recliner, "Is my fame so great?"
He waved his hand and said, "I'll help you check if there's anything wrong with your bike. Don't worry, we're friends. I won't charge you any money."
Chen Xiangyang is a very loyal person. He might offend people in his hometown, but he would stand up for his friends out of brotherhood.
Before Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu could say anything, he had already checked the car. "The car is really clean... The chain is a little loose. I'll add some oil to tighten it."
He checked it over and got some engine oil on his hands, which also made his body dirty.
The bicycle was well maintained, so Chen Xiangyang didn't dare touch the body of the bicycle. He just let Song Guanshu push it for a try. "Is it lighter than before?"
Chen Xiangyang looked eagerly at Song Guanshu and Jiang Ling. Jiang Ling said helplessly, "Okay, okay. If we find out, we will definitely tell you the first time."
A few people were testing the car when Director Ding, who had just entered the guesthouse, walked out.
The three of them were standing across the street. There were almost no pedestrians on the street, and Director Ding saw the three of them at a glance, including two familiar faces.
Director Ding has already seen them. If they were other ordinary workers in the factory, the chances of Director Ding knowing them were low, and he could pretend not to know them if he met them.
But he had been a witness at the wedding of Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu. He and Jiang Ling looked at each other across the street and saw shock in each other's eyes.
Director Ding didn't expect to meet his factory workers near the most remote guesthouse in the south of the city, and Jiang Ling didn't expect Director Ding to come out so soon. It was only a short time, just enough time to repair a bicycle and chat.
As a subordinate, Jiang Ling took the initiative to greet him across the street, "Director Ding, you are here with your sister-in-law..."
Director Ding coughed lightly and said, "No, this is not my wife. I came here to pick up a friend. She is on a business trip to our North City and is staying in the guesthouse."
Well, now Jiang Ling doesn’t have to make a special trip to tell Chen Xiangyang whether these two are having an affair.
Director Ding has clearly told everyone that this is not his wife.
If the three of them had not seen them enter the guesthouse together with their own eyes, they might have believed his lies.
Jiang Ling nodded, "I misunderstood."
Director Ding changed the subject and asked, "Your bicycle is broken?"
Jiang Ling pointed at the bicycle chain and said, "Yes, the bicycle chain fell off. I walked several blocks before I found a bicycle repairman."
The bicycle chain was shiny and there were two drops of oil on the ground, which was consistent with her statement that she had just repaired the bicycle chain.
Chen Xiangyang's eyes almost popped out of his head. This guy was really the epitome of someone who told lies without even thinking.
As Director Ding watched, Jiang Ling asked Chen Xiangyang, "Comrade, how much does it cost to repair the bicycle?"
"Your gift is so simple..." The money was already at his lips. At Jiang Ling's glance, he said, "Give me two cents. Welcome to patronize next time."
Jiang Ling waved her hand, "Forget it. It's too inconvenient to have a bicycle break down on the road."
Jiang Ling's performance and conversation were impeccable. Director Ding thought that the two people were not following him intentionally, but he was just unlucky and met an acquaintance.
Director Ding asked about Song Guanshu and Jiang Ling's work situation separately, encouraged them to continue working hard, and then said he was leaving.
He politely waved to the factory manager, "We have to go home too."
Jiang Ling sat on the back seat of the bicycle and did not have any additional communication with Chen Xiangyang before leaving.
"If your bike breaks down next time, remember to come to me."
Director Ding couldn't help but shake his head and smile. This young man really did everything he could to attract business.
The south of the city is not close to the steel plant's staff quarters. Jiang Ling was discussing with Song Guanshu what to eat in the evening when she suddenly felt a chill on her face. She thought the birds in the sky were urinating and defecating everywhere, and then raindrops fell down with a crackling sound.
The rain was getting heavier. Neither of them brought an umbrella, so they could only let the rain drip on their bodies. Soon they were completely soaked.
Song Guanshu rode the bicycle very fast. Jiang Ling was afraid of being thrown out, so she put her arms around his waist.
Knowing that he didn't like physical contact, in order for them to get along happily with each other, Jiang Ling usually chose to hold the seat when sitting in the back seat, but today was a special case.
It’s really strange that when we are not familiar with each other, we can do all kinds of intimate actions.
But after spending more than a month together, when Jiang Ling hugged his waist again, she felt that everything was strange.
In particular, his clothes were wet from the rain and stuck tightly to his skin.
Jiang Ling had an illusion that her skin was touching his abdomen.
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