C236 She's Not an Enemy

The door opened and a pair of almost transparent pajamas appeared on Linda's body. She looked at the handsome man at the door. His outstanding facial features were deliberately made up by the thick makeup on his face to make him look vulgar.

"Where is my son?" The woman in front of her always had a sense of familiarity. Who was she?

"He's in the house. Come in and take a look." His mouth