Twelve-year-old Lin Zhi stood in front of Ji Mo.
Ji Mo couldn't believe that he actually had a son living outside.
He coaxed him to go for a blood test, but on second thought, he took him home.
With a grandson, his family will not force him to get married and have children, and he can enjoy life.
When Lin Zhi called him dad, he never regarded him as his son.
And when he was pressed hard on the bed by the child, who repeatedly asked him to surrender and cry for pleasure, he would reflect and persuade him: I am your father!
Only at that moment, Lin Zhi would feel full of warmth and no longer resentful!
He blew into the man's ear with a smile and said with a smile: I know! Dad!
But every time after hugging a man, he would hide in the toilet and vomit for a long time.
The man frowned and asked him, what's wrong?
He said: I want to vomit!
Later, it gradually got better.
Once you get used to it, you'll be fine. The secret in my heart has been forgotten for a long time.