Medical Examiner Can Revive the Dead-Chapter 383 - 433: Auntie, What Are You Talking About?!

"Don't stop me!"

The little chubby boy let out a roar, his arms shaking.

"Ouch~"

The couple, who were both rotund and round-faced, were actually pushed out by their child who was still in kindergarten.

Both stumbled and fell onto the bed.

The little chubby boy continued:

"I have to apologize to Grandpa, Grandpa, I was wrong!"

"Slap!"

"Thud!"

"Grandma, I was wrong!"

"Slap!"

"Thud!"

"Grandpa....."

"Slap!"

"Thud!"

"..."

Is this little chubby boy going to apologize to all the relatives in the family?

And for each person, one slap and one kowtow!

The blood on the little chubby boy's forehead became increasingly vivid, yet his actions showed no hesitation or pause.

"Son, oh son!!"

"Stop it, please stop!!"

The cries had shifted from the little chubby boy to the couple's cries.

The couple frantically tried to pull their son off the floor.

But it was all in vain.

This little chubby boy seemed to have turned into Hercules out of nowhere.

His legs were like they were welded to the floor.

The couple couldn't move him at all.

Round-faced finally collapsed on the floor, tears streaming down as they looked at the ceiling light:

"Oh heavens!"

"What sin have I committed!"

"Why punish me like this, why punish my son like this!"

It wasn't just the round-faced who was crying.

The rotund one was also crying.

The rotund one also fell to their knees with a thud, yelling at the light bulb:

"Oh heavens! Punish me if anything, don't torture my son, oh my heavens!"

Who knows if the heavens heard them.

Anyway, their son started a new routine.

"Right, I also have to apologize to Mu Xue'Er."

"Mu Xue'Er, I'm sorry! I won't dare again in the future!"

"Thud thud thud thud thud thud!"

And then it started.

The sound of the little chubby boy kowtowing became like a repetitive wooden fish beat, not stopping at all!

Seeing this, the couple cried even more desperately.

Because they couldn't stop it!

The little chubby boy's forehead was already bleeding profusely, even splattering blood on the floor.

Yet his actions showed no intention of stopping.

Rotund and round-faced seemed to be assimilated as well.

Their heads also banged continuously on the floor, but what they were shouting was:

"I was wrong! We were wrong!"

"We won't dare anymore in the future!"

"If there are any punishments, please punish us!"

"Spare our son, he's just a child, he doesn't understand!"

But who knew, as they shouted, the little chubby boy's kowtowing seemed to speed up a bit!

On the other side of the city.

This neighborhood seemed much more rundown.

Yet on the high rooftop sat a cold white-skinned silhouette.

The silhouette sat there expressionless, with no hint of emotion in their eyes.

However, the gentle swinging of a pair of crystal-clear jade feet seemed to show her inner joy?

Not long after.

She slowly closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, grayish pupils slowly flickered with a milky white light.

Her voice remained lifeless as ever:

"I didn't expect that I could also feel the Power of Merit this way?"

"Brother, where are you? You must have felt it too, right?"

Zhang Feng did feel it.

He just never expected to realize the existence of the Power of Merit under such circumstances.

Even if he was happy, he couldn't show it!

At this moment, he was sitting on the sofa in Yuan Yuanyuan's living room.

And beside him on the couch, it seemed, was a pair of stockings that Yuan Yuanyuan had just taken off.

Mu Xue'Er sat next to Zhang Feng.

Opposite!

Yuan Yuanyuan sat with her legs tightly together, clutching her nightdress, the redness on her cheeks and neck clearly visible even with her head lowered!

The scene was too awkward, just too awkward!

Hard to imagine.

After that dreadful breastfeeding incident.

How much courage did Yuan Yuanyuan muster to sit across from Zhang Feng.

Yuan Yuanyuan was still struggling madly inside:

"This is it! It's all over!"

"Why is Qianqian's husband in my house!!"

"How could I forget, Xue'Er also has a key to my house!"

"But why did Xue'Er bring her dad back without telling me!"

"She's just a child, she doesn't understand anything, why should I blame her?"

"But why was her dad lying in my bed?!"

"But it's nothing wrong if a dad sleeps with his daughter, right?"

"..."

In her heart, Yuan Yuanyuan constantly asked questions and answered herself.

This self-questioning and answering naturally highlighted her immense awkwardness at the time.

Her bad habit: stripping down at the door could be excused, and throwing clothes around didn't matter much.

Living alone, or having Mu Xue'Er, the little girl, around was no problem.

But now there was a man sitting at home.

She didn't even check if someone else was on the bed when she entered, or if there were someone else's shoes by the bed.

She voluntarily lay down beside her best friend's husband.

She voluntarily hustled her best friend's husband's head into her embrace.

She voluntarily put her own....

Can't think further.

Thinking any further would make this completely unbroadcastable!

Yuan Yuanyuan's inner struggle and dilemma made the atmosphere in the living room extremely quiet and awkward!

But!

Mu Xue'Er, being so young, didn't understand anything.

She only knew she was very tired.

But her dad and Aunt Yuanyuan looked so strange.

The first to break was, of course, her:

"Aunt Yuanyuan, Dad, what are you doing?"

"We...." even Zhang Feng was at a loss for words.

Suddenly, Yuan Yuanyuan lifted her head and told Xue'Er:

"Xue'Er, Auntie is sorry to you!"

"It's Auntie who seduced your dad, it has nothing to do with him."

"Auntie will wisely leave and not interfere with your family life of three!"

What?!

Hearing Yuan Yuanyuan's sudden words, Zhang Feng almost let out a sharp explosive sound!

He couldn't help but raise his hand, waving it in front of Yuan Yuanyuan, gritting his teeth:

"Aunt Yuanyuan, do you even hear what you're saying?"

"I'm saying..." Yuan Yuanyuan's expression was stiff.

"Ah!" she exclaimed, covering her face and curling up again.

But... shouldn't you be covering your sleepwear, why cover your face?

The gap in the front lost its cover, instantly reappearing in Zhang Feng's view.

"Cough, cough!" Even Zhang Feng couldn't help but cough again.

Fortunately, he'd already seen it before, so the impact wasn't as severe now.

He tried hard to control himself to look away, turning to Mu Xue'Er, calming down and saying:

"Xue'Er, it's nothing, it's just a misunderstanding between Dad and Aunt Yuanyuan due to some accidents, don't worry, Xue'Er."

But Mu Xue'Er showed a hint of worry in her eyes and said:

"Dad, is it really nothing? But why does Aunt Yuanyuan want to leave?"

Zhang Feng: "Heh! Even your dad wants to know..."

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