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.

and she felt sorry about what

next to Anderson and couldn't resist

has

was a

that it was a miracle just to survive in that situation. Anderson, moreover, was the miracle

if you're too busy, just leave Anderson to me. I love children the most!" Juanita hugged

Karl couldn't help but laugh

like children, have one for yourself." Joyce looked at the two of them and said with amusement, “It's been four years and you're still not married. What have

was..." Juanita wanted

instead, admitted

carried such a heavy burden

a danger

handed it back to him, his

his gun, and she did

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