Depth of pampering: Poison tongue son loli mother

"Is that so, thank you." Mu Baoer barely perfunctory.

"Oh, why is your face so pale? You are worried about the child! I heard that he is not feeling well, so you should stay with him. The child is young. At this time, he is always lonely and fragile, and needs to be cared for. Are you going to Where is it!"

"I'm going out to get some air. He's very sensible and independent. It's okay."

Such a child, who has not experienced any storm, will be vulnerable and lonely?

What's more, don't think about what it has to do with her.

The lady sighed: "No matter how independent and smart a child is, he is still a child. Most of the time, he just pretends to be strong and keeps silent in his heart. When you have the opportunity to care, don't begrudge it. Just like I used to always Focusing on work, I didn't care much about my son..."

The lady's eye circles were red, and she smiled desolately.

"Later, I never had such an opportunity again. Sometimes the fate between people is really weak. When you want to cherish it, God will take it away. Cherish the relationship between you and your child!"

Mu Baoer stared blankly at the lady leaving, the elevator door closed and closed, but she couldn't take a step!

The scenes of getting along with Xiao Lingkong came to mind, but there were not so many memories.

In the short clip, it makes people feel warm. In the factory, the killer pointed a gun to her head, and he saved her.

When she was too scared to sleep, he tolerated her occupying half of his bed and took her in for several days.

When she was threatened by the cold, she immediately hid behind him and got his protection again.

If something happened to Xiao Lingkong here tonight, if she never had the chance to see this child again, and if she saw the news of his death in the newspaper tomorrow, what would she do?

When Mu Baoer thought of this, she suddenly didn't dare to think about it.

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Ling Kong didn't expect to open the door to see Mu Baoer come back with a strange expression.

"Did you forget to take something?"

"Well, I forgot one thing I was reluctant to part with." Mu Baoer sighed, bent down, and hugged Ling Kong.

Even though he warned himself not to get involved in these things, the child was still reluctant.

"Hey, what are you doing? You're strangling me to death." Hugged tightly by her, Ling Kong also seemed at a loss, but her embrace was warm, as the book said, mother's embrace was fragrant and sweet. warm.

"Don't talk about death, it's really unlucky, talk about life."

"Could it be that you're strangling me?" He volleyed a black line.

Mu Baoer leaned her head on his little shoulder, and asked in a muffled voice: "Xiao Lingkong, are you sincerely treating me well?"

Ling Kong blushed and turned away awkwardly: "Did you take the wrong medicine today, did you still have a fever? What are you talking nonsense about?"

"Tell me, tell me!" Mu Baoer stalked and cheated, "Actually, we don't know each other well, why are you being nice to me?"

Ling Kong was so entangled by her that he could only raise his chin and hum: "How can there be so many reasons? You are stupid and have many problems, which makes people worry. My uncle has always been kind-hearted. Anyway, you are of no use value, so just let me know what you are doing." Be nice to you casually, you don't have to thank me too much."

Being nice to her originally came from a strange feeling, like the intuition of fate. I always feel that I have an indescribable kindness when I see this woman once.