Xue Mao Jiao Novels & Stories

She hugs us, smiling. —Welcome. - says Leo to X .— Come, you have a lot to know. X walks alongside Leonor as I walk behind, trying to control my emotions and pretend that nothing had happened. We spent most of the day seeing the foundations of the school, the health center and playing with the children, as much as I don’t want to admit, X has a way with children. He was attentive to everyone, who loved to run their hands through his hair. Lucky children, I think as I watch X smile with his little hands exploring her hair.

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Tell Aunt Wu that I am sorry for letting her down. Goodbye forever. Chen Xiu.'

Mao mumbled a few things under her breath and although Mj could hear her she did not understand the language. Mao thrust a plastic container in Mj’s direction, “your beef cuts were art so I have saved you a private selection of the cuts we will use tomorrow.” Mj reached out and grabbed the container, tucking it into her chest like precious jewels. “Thank you chef, it smells devine,” Mao chuckled in a raspy voice and jabbed her crooked index finger between Mj and Lou, “you teach your daughter flattery as smooth as your own Omega...shameless,”the chef mocked playfully and Lou stuck his hands out “oh no chef she isn't--”