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Chapter 1330 Little Pudding, My Husband Calls You Home 47 Call Mom, Pudding, Call Mom...

Pudding has learned a very important, very important, very important thing.

Don't just fall asleep when you have nothing to do, it's really not a good thing to sleep too much.

For example, she, after eating and drinking enough, closed her eyes, and fell asleep beside her.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he was forced to jump into the sea by the goddamn bodyguard.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the person was fished out of the sea.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the chief guard picked up a shiny dagger and was about to do something very unfriendly to her.

When she closed her eyes again, she fell into the arms of a strange but good-looking man.

Open your eyes again...

She is in heaven.

It turned out that the legendary heaven looked like this.

Decorated in pink and white, the gauze tent is delicate and soft to the touch, even the chandelier is in the shape of a heart with small wings, and even the air smells delicious.

The bed is so big, soft and comfortable...

There is a huge portrait photo hanging on the light pink wall, which looks similar to her when she was a child. The difference is that the little girl in the photo is extraordinarily beautiful and delicately dressed, but she looks like a disheveled little girl every day.

It's so beautiful.

If she had known that she would come to such a good place, she would have long ago...

"Are you awake?" A woman's soft voice suddenly sounded beside her, and Pudding shuddered unpreparedly, and sat up suddenly.

Through a thin layer of gauze, he could vaguely see a beautiful woman, looking at her with her hands on her cheeks.

Pudding opened the gauze curtain, and the blurred outline suddenly became clear.

She is indeed a beauty. She looks about 30 years old, with delicate features and fair skin. She looks like a well-maintained wife of a wealthy family.

It's just...why did I seem to have seen it somewhere?

She frowned in doubt, and tried to think about it, but she couldn't remember where she had seen her.

Could it be...she didn't die?Saved by this kind person?
As soon as this thought flashed through my mind, some vague memory emerged.

Oh, yes, yes, before she passed out, she bumped into a man. He was tall and handsome, and there seemed to be many people behind him.

It turned out that she was rescued.

Pudding got up with a grunt, knelt on the bed, and clasped his hands together as a sign of gratitude: "Thank you sister for saving my life, you are the most beautiful, gentle and temperamental young lady I have ever seen!"

elder sister……

Qing Xiaomo was stunned for a moment, seeing her playful and lively appearance, she suddenly smiled: "Call me mom, Pudding, I'm mom."

pudding……

Pudding was taken aback: "How do you know my name is Bu..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he watched the extremely beautiful woman in front of him smiling and smiling, tears just fell down like that.

Well done, why are you crying?

She panicked all of a sudden, and wiped her face with her sleeve: "Hey, sister, you...you, you, don't cry, I hate people crying...don't cry, don't cry..."

But the woman's tears fell more and more ferociously like beads with a broken thread, almost choked up and asked: "Call mom, pudding, call mom..."

Mother?

Pudding stayed there in embarrassment, his small mouth moved, but he didn't pronounce the word 'mother' in a daze.

She only read these two words in her heart, but never said them out. She knew how to say them, but she just couldn't say them.

The key is……

Why did she force her to call her mother?Are you not afraid of calling her old?
(End of this chapter)