Ming Mei froze for a moment, then was instantly jolted awake with a start.
The next second, a scream echoed from Ming Mei's room.
Not five seconds later, the door to Ming Mei's room was violently kicked open from the outside, and Yousheng rushed in like a whirlwind: "Mom, Mom...what's wrong, what's wrong..."
The eleven-year-old child was only wearing a pair of floral shorts, his face fierce, and it seemed like every pore on his body was brimming with endless energy.
Ming Mei sat on the bed, panicked, pointing a finger at the person under the bed: "Scared me to death, I opened my eyes and saw there was an extra person on the bed."
As soon as Ming Mei opened her eyes and saw that dark head, she subconsciously, almost reflexively, kicked that person down.
Yousheng took a look, good gracious, there was a man with an unseen face crawling out from under the bed.
