Her pear vortex is deep

Chapter 371 What If... I Was Your Mommy?
Niannian is very smart, it's not that he can't read, it's just that he doesn't want to talk to Lin Chuyi.

But Lin Chuyi believed his words, and had long forgotten that Niannian understood her handwriting when he was in the restaurant last time. Now he only treats him as a three-year-old child, and he must never communicate with him in words.

But how could she talk to him if she didn't write?

Lin Chuyi pinched his throat, looking very depressed.

She put down the tablet, brought the shoes over, and insisted on putting them on for Niannian.

Niannian thought she was annoying, so he pushed her hard when he came up with a small temper.

Lin Chuyi sat down on the ground, his head buzzed and exploded, and he returned to the ultimate calm in an instant.

When she opened her eyes, she felt that the sky was spinning, and the blurry shadow in front of her was moving away step by step...

The child cried loudly.

She fell into a pool of blood in despair, watching helplessly and sadly her newborn child gradually go away and disappear from sight.

It was icy and cold.

The withered claws of the god of death reached out to her mercilessly, strangled her throat tightly, and slowly tightened it.

She suffers, she chokes, she begs.

But what's the use of begging?

The god of death will still drag her into the endless hell. God never favors the useless and poor. She does not beg. return!
Suddenly, the sky and the earth stopped spinning, and the blurry shadow in front of her eyes gradually became clear. Her child did not leave, but stared at her nervously and fearfully, and rushed into her arms.

Lin Chuyi felt the warm breath in his arms, so real.

She stretched out her arms and hugged him, knowing that he was still alive and well, but still couldn't hide the joy of finding him back, her eyes were filled with tears, and she suppressed, restrained, and softly called out, "Every year... ..."

The voice is dry and hoarse, dusty for a long time, breaking out of the ground.

Niannian didn't realize the rare thing that this beautiful aunt could speak suddenly, so she just raised two fingers and put them under Lin Chu's eyes guiltily, "Auntie, it's bleeding."

His fingertips were stained with bright red blood. Lin Chu was taken aback when he saw it, and hurriedly checked his hands, "Where is the injury?"

"It's not me, it's you, with a nosebleed."

Niannian was terrified, and lowered her head guiltily, "I'm sorry, auntie, I pushed you because I was so angry. I didn't mean it, beautiful auntie, I want to hide for a while, I'm afraid my father will hit me."

After confirming that it wasn't Niannian who was injured, Lin Chuyi felt relieved, and wiped his nosebleed nonchalantly, "Niannian is not afraid, with me here, I won't let Dad beat you."

"Why? I hate you so much, shouldn't you also hate me? Hey, auntie, can you speak now?"

Niannian finally realized this, and was inexplicably a little happy.

Lin Chuyi hooked his nose, "Yeah, you, the little angel, let me speak. Niannian, tell me, is it because of your mommy that you don't like me?"

Nian Nian pinched his finger in embarrassment, "Daddy belongs to Mommy, I don't want you to take him away."

"Then what if—" Lin Chuyi paused, fixedly looked into Niannian's eyes, and mustered up the courage to say, "I'm your mommy? Do you like it or not?"

"You're not my mommy!"

"I mean, if, if your real mother is me, not Gu Xiangxiang, will you go with me?"

(End of this chapter)