Trafford's Trading Club

Chapter 474 Days That Were Not Quie

Sometimes... No, it should be most of the time, San Er wondered if she married too early.

On the other hand, she loved her daughter Xiaozhi very much and she never felt regret concerning her marriage.

At the same time, she always cried in front of the mirror at night... looking at her beauty and her cloudy eyes.

She asked herself sometimes after tears or at night, that ’What the outside world looks like.’

But this time, San Er didn’t think of that---What she thought was why she got sick now.

It was just a cold, instead of serious illness, but it was a trouble to her, who ran a Tofu shop by herself, because she had to take care of Xiaozhi, as well as her Tofu shop.

"You are too tired, and will feel exhausted when you’re free. It is reasonable to get cold, and it is better to have some days’ using this opportunity."

It was said by the old doctor of the town hospital. However, she did not know when she had free time.

Soft bones with no energy... San Er couldn’t get up this morning. She thought it was because of the cold medicine from last night.

San Er put her arm on her forehead, looking up to the ceiling while hiding under the heavy quilt... she knew she needed to be sweating all over.

There was a bowl with a little rice congee on the night table... it was cooked by Mark.

San Er did not know how a foreign man cooked such soft congee---Of course, Mark did not come into her room; he had Xiaozhi do it.

How long would this man live here? And what was his identity?

San Er didn’t understand why she allowed him to live here... he may be dangerous, because no good guys would float on rivers and lose their memories.

He might have committed crimes.

The cold that could make people’s body weak also seemed to attack San Er’s mind, and had her start to think randomly.

She breathed through her mouth and felt extremely uncomfortable. Sweat made her clothes stick to her skin.

The rising temperature made her dizzy. She seemed to see some illusions as her body became more and more uncomfortable.

She tucked her arms in the quilt; her palms became rough after all these years but her fingers were still long and slender... Now, it was as if her fingers were possessed by some sort of unstoppable magical power.

Ah...

She called out gently, a numbing feeling spread from her chest to every part of her body and made her quiver.

This time, she had a stronger feeling; like an erupting volcano, it collapsed any remaining sensibility.

San Er’s body contracted, and she put the other arm into the quilt as well.

A sense of guilt generated from her mind... but meanwhile, an unprecedented excitement came, and her heart beat quickly.

She knew her daughter Xiaozhi was watching TV outside and the strange man was living next to her room.

But why?

Just a light tease by herself shocked all her nerves.

Her sensitivity of every nerve endings had been maximized.

Now, she was longing for something; the inherent primal desire started to burst out from her body.

She was only 27 years old.

Except for the rough hands, she had a beautiful body and unconcealable desire that matched her age.

She was longing for some stiff thing pierce her body! Now!

Be pierced by some young, strong, indefatigable thing into her body, and soul, and had her enjoy the bliss...

From the hair end, back, through the navel, to a part under it, her heartbeat made her body limp and numb.

And her body curled up like a crescent moon... in the quilt, the deepest part of San Er’s legs clamped her finger tightly.

Her toes were also tightening.

That moment, San Er bit one corner of her quilt, an unconquerable voice was released from her throat.

An instinctive voice from a 27-year-old female, who bore throughout many nights.

"Mom!! What is wrong!! Mom!! Mom!!"

...

Suddenly, Xiaozhi’s voice came, which made San Er’s stiff body felt as if it was splashed by an icy rain. And at that time, some warm liquid ejected slowly from her body.

It made San Er more chaotic---because she saw Xiaozhi, as well as Mark.

The foreign man frowned and awkwardly looked at San Er.

He may have guessed the impulse, or the ugly issue hiding in the quilt.

"Mom! Mom, are you feeling bad? Xiaozhi heard you are crying, and feeling pain!" Xiaozhi looked at San Er innocently, and tried to climb up to the bed, "I called Uncle Mark! Mom, are you still hurting?"

"Get out of here!" The shamed and angry San Er glared at her daughter with a ferocious tone, "Don’t come! Get out here!!"

"Mom... Boohoo!!"

The girl never saw her mum so ferocious and cried quickly and loudly!

But Mark frowned with no words; he just held up Xiaozhi, walking out and closing the door.

San Er sat up, putting both hands in her hair, and covered her face.

She did not understand what she was doing.

She only felt that her life became chaotic since this moment!

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Xiaozhi sat on the stone at the back door, crying sadly.

Mark was just staying with her silently until Xiaozhi wiped her nose and looked up.

But her eyes were swollen.

Mark looked at her calmly. He took out a tissue---which he got from the living room, and passed it to Xiaozhi.

When she received it, tears continued to gather from her eyes. It looked like she would cry again.

But Mark said, "Stop crying, I have no obligation to coax you."

But the girl did not know what ’obligation’ meant. She just felt Uncle Mark became as fierce as her mother.

As seeing she opened her mouth wide, and at the moment when some noise was about to be made from her mouth, Mark frowned and lifted her up.

The other hand of Mark waved in the air as if plucking something from it.

The tiny thing was grasped tightly in his hand. Mark turned his body and stopped.

Xiaozhi suddenly stopped crying, and looked at Mark with wide eyes. It seemed that she felt the action just now was very exciting... and fun.

Mark opened his palm, and a packaged candy was seen.

To be exact, it was gum.