"Caitlin, stop acting crazy! Nicole went out with Mom!"
I held Nicole's clothes, lowered my head, sniffed my daughter's milky scent and finally calmed down.
Charlie's frown loosened and he took off his coat.
Jane quickly stepped forward to take it, lowering her gaze as she choked up.
"Charlie, it's all my fault."
"I should have paid more attention, but I haven't been feeling well these days and I've been confused every day."
Charlie comforted her in a gentle voice, feeling a little uncomfortable.
Still, Jane's delicate body leaned against him. Her breath was warm and fragrant against his ear.
"Charlie, my boobies is swollen again."
"You've been out for three days and no one has helped me."
Desire surged in Charlie's eyes. Ignoring the broad daylight, he lifted her clothes.
Their moans were loud and unabashed. I stood there, dumbfounded.
Suddenly, the pig outside groaned in pain.
Without a second thought, I immediately put down the clothes in my hand and ran out.
In the yard, three or four men were dragging a pig by pulling a wire noose tight around its neck.
"Wasn't this pig starved for over ten days?"
"Why do I smell a meaty scent on it?"
"Let's hurry up and go!"