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Especially making my cheeks flush and my heart race, it was a dynamic wallpaper, with the man's lips occasionally forming a light kissing gesture. Those seductive lips were simply a deadly temptation, causing my inexperienced heart to bubble with excitement.
“Mommy, you're drooling.”
The sudden voice beside me startled me, and when I turned around, I found myself staring into a pair of pitch-black eyes. I instinctively took several steps back. “Didn’t I tell you to get lost? Why are you back again?”
My rude attitude didn’t seem to affect the little boy’s mood at all. He said seriously, “I’m afraid someone will secretly cut off your fingers.”
“Well, that’s your fault! If you hadn’t given me this ring, would I be so on edge?” I complained, suddenly realizing something. Since he was the one who put the ring on me, he should be able to take it off too, right?
“Rice, can I ask you a question? Can you help me take off this ring?”
As soon as I finished speaking, the little boy shook his head vigorously like a rattle drum. “No way! Daddy said no one is allowed to take it off except him.”
“Your daddy said it’s not allowed, but he didn’t say it can’t be done, right?”
The little boy tilted his head and thought for a moment before nodding. “Yes.”
So that meant this little guy could indeed take it off; he just didn’t dare to. However, tricking a child was far too easy, especially since this one seemed to listen to me quite well.
“Rice, do you know? My family is very poor, extremely poor. I haven’t even paid my tuition yet. I can’t even afford to soak the oil packet in my instant noodles because I need to take it home to cook for my mom… We don’t even have any oil left for cooking… Boohoo…” I began to cry dramatically.
The little boy quickly felt sympathetic. He opened his arms and hugged my head, his cold little body pressed against my face, sending shivers down my spine.
“Mommy, how can it be so miserable for you!”
“Right? Why is my life so hard? Rice, you’re my son; you wouldn’t want to see your dear mother suffer like this, would you? With this ring on my finger, we both have to worry about someone cutting it off. But if we sell it for money, it would solve both my financial issues and my safety concerns. Don’t you think that’s killing two birds with one stone?”
The little boy hugged my head and stuck out his tiny tongue to lick the corner of my eye…
I trembled all over, my body frozen in place, afraid to move. Was he going to eat me?
To my surprise, he curiously said, "Mommy, why are you crying so sadly but have no tears?"
Damn it! This little brat is so stubborn! Why is he so hard to fool? Can't I just squeeze out a couple of drops?
"You licked the wrong eye; this one didn't tear up, but this one did." I quietly pinched my thigh hard, it hurt like hell, but at least I managed to produce some tears.
The little rascal licked my other eye again and happily exclaimed, "There really are some now!"
I deliberately sniffed loudly. "Is it really okay for you to be so happy when your mommy is this sad?"
"It seems not so good," he replied, his smile fading. "Mommy, don't worry; I'll help you." With that, he released my head and slid down from me.
Seeing that I had succeeded, I quickly extended my right hand to him, wanting him to help me take off the ring. But before I could finish my sentence, he had vanished!
Just as I was feeling frustrated, less than a minute later, a cold breeze swept through, and Rice came running back, holding a piggy bank.
"Mommy, this is my secret stash; you mustn't let Daddy know!" He said as he dumped a huge pile of Hell Coins onto my bed.
I felt like crying without tears.
Noticing my displeasure, Rice nervously asked, "Mommy, is it not enough?"
I realized that relying on him from the start was a mistake.
"That's enough; just pack it up for now. I'll find you when I need it." I was utterly exhausted and didn't want to say another word.
I helped him put the Hell Coins back into his piggy bank, then lay on the bed in silence.
"Mommy, are you still unhappy?"
"Mommy, why are you so poor?"
"Mommy, are you tired?"
"Mommy, how can you cry from one eye and not the other?"
The little one crawled all over me, asking questions one after another.
I didn't want to answer any of them.
Finally, he suddenly had a bright idea and grabbed my phone. "Mommy, I know what you like!"
I still didn't want to pay him any attention.
The little one fell silent in an instant.
Then I heard a rustling sound coming from behind me, as if someone had climbed onto my bed—but it felt like an adult!
I felt a bit scared but mustered the courage to turn around—
Oh my God!
The Super Handsome Guy from my phone had turned into a real person and was climbing onto my bed!
My eyes were about to pop out; this Super Handsome Guy was completely naked, not even wearing—no underwear at all! His strong, muscular body, the impressive V-line…
Suddenly, three crows flew over my head.
This Handsome Man's Bird… why was it so small! It looked like that of a four-year-old child!
Before I could even ask, the beautiful man suddenly flipped over and started kissing me fiercely, saliva splattering all over my face!
If I still didn’t understand what was happening by now, I would truly be foolish. Although it was hard to remain composed with such a handsome man in my arms, my rationality kept my hands firmly pressed against his chest.
“Rice! Get off me right now!” I shouted angrily.
The handsome man paused, chuckling as he shrank down in size, transforming into that little boy’s form. “Mommy, how about it? Do you like Daddy kissing you?”
“Do you think I’m stupid? That was clearly you just now; what nonsense about Daddy!”
“That was Daddy! Even though it was me transforming, it looked exactly like Daddy!” He seemed both confident and proud of his transformation.
I pouted. “So the man in my phone is your Daddy, huh?” Actually, I wanted to say, so your Daddy's bird is that small!
The little boy had no idea of my wicked thoughts and nuzzled against me again. “Yeah, Mommy! If you like it, I can turn into Daddy every day to keep you company. But you can't let Daddy know!”
“Enough! I don’t want your company or your Daddy’s; I just need both of you to disappear from my world and let my life return to normal.” I quickly stopped him; this kid was the type to take advantage of any opening, and I couldn’t let him have any.
“As you wish!” Suddenly, a commanding voice cut through the air, shaking the entire dormitory building as if a storm had erupted inside. The blankets flew everywhere.
In the midst of the chaos, a Long-Haired Man in White seemed to descend from the heavens, striding toward me step by step.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, look at that posture, that figure, those eyes—he's like a god descended from the heavens!
Wait! His face... why does it look so familiar?
Just then, a little ghost suddenly darted into the handsome man's arms. "Daddy! You're here!"
Daddy!? He's my daddy? The man who somehow used some kind of sorcery to make me pregnant?
"If you dare to transform into my likeness again, don't ever come to the mortal realm," the man said, waving his hand. The little ghost was flung out of the bathroom window with a swift motion.
"Rice!" I couldn't help but shout, my heart dropping into my throat. I turned to the man and yelled, "How could you be so cruel! He just transformed into your likeness; what's so great about that? Do you really have to throw your own son out like this?"
In that moment, all I could think about was whether Rice would get hurt or even... die from the fall. I completely forgot he was a ghost, a ghost I had once hated and feared.
"Do you enjoy being with your son?" The man suddenly closed in on me, trapping me against the bed. His cold male aura enveloped me, causing me to shiver inexplicably.
"Pervert!" I bit back.
"Otherwise, how could you tolerate him transforming into your husband’s likeness to kiss you?" He leaned in closer, his blood-red lips almost touching mine.
I shrank back as much as I could but found no escape. I had to steel myself and say, "Who said you're my husband? We haven't had a wedding or registered anything. I'm still an innocent girl; where do you get off calling yourself my husband?"
Suddenly, a strong hand gripped my thigh tightly. He bit my lip and wickedly smirked, whispering, "Are you sure you're still an innocent girl?"
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