You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Finally, she couldn't help but reach out and touch Joyce's cheek.

Left and right, up and down ... She finally gave it a hard squeeze. "Wow, awesome high tech! Is it really a mask? Sure it's not plastic surgery? It feels like real skin. It feels so good in the hand.”

Juanita gave a few "tsk" in surprise.

“It is indeed possible. Since I came to the Special Investigation Unit, I have seen it a few times. The mask is thinner than a piece of paper, and it feels completely the same as the real skin. It's even very breathable so you can wear for a really long time without problems." Karl explained.

"Hmm. Sometimes I forget to take it down myself." Joyce smiled.

“It's just ... does he not mind?" Juanita pointed to Anderson. After all, Anderson was still a child, and his own mother had to wear a mask sometimes. Could he accept it?

Anderson sat on top of the couch and suddenly interrupted, "Mom has two faces, and I've been used to it for a long time. You can't tell anyone about that.”

Joyce gently stroked Anderson's little head, and looked a little frustrated.

good boy and she felt sorry

and couldn't resist

"After the survival, he has been a gift from God to

the box, there was a

it was a miracle just to survive

Anderson to me. I love children the most!" Juanita hugged Anderson and

couldn't help

Joyce looked at the two of them and said with amusement, “It's been four

was..." Juanita wanted to change the

admitted

carried such a heavy burden in his

he was shot, Joyce went to confront such a danger alone, leaving the chance

it back to him, his heart was

his gun, and she did not want

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