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Chapter 55 Lolo, do you know where your home is?
Han Moxi thought he heard it wrong, so he didn't pay much attention.

"Bang bang bang!" There were several more.

Following the sound, Han Moxi opened the window, but saw nothing.

Just as I was about to close the window, there were several more "bang bang bang".

It was only then that Han Moxi noticed that there was a little boy on top of the air-conditioning box.

The sound came from the little boy knocking on the air-conditioning box.

In the hot weather, the little boy still wore a certain hat on his head. The little boy looked about four or five years old, and his big eyes were looking at Han Moxi with watery eyes.

Han Moxi lived on the 10th floor, and it was dangerous for the little guy to stand on the air-conditioning box alone.

Seeing a little boy outside his window, Han Moxi's mind shuddered, and he was terribly frightened.

The little guy was so excited when he saw Han Moxi, he stood up directly from the air-conditioning box.

"Baby, don't move." Han Moxi stopped the little guy from moving.

Regardless of the little guy, he stood up and supported the railing with a pair of small hands carved in pink and jade.

Two railings on Han Moxi's window happened to be broken, and the little guy just managed to get in.

Realizing that the little guy was going to climb in through the window, Han Moxi quickly reached out and hugged the little guy.

After the little guy was carried into the house, a pair of big eyes kept staring at Han Moxi.

The little face was buried in Han Moxi's arms, and the little guy smelled Han Moxi's body with his nose.

Smelling Han Moxi's scent, a smile gradually overflowed on the little guy's face.

"Baby, what are the names of your parents? Do you remember where you live? Why are you in such a dangerous place alone?" Han Moxi squatted down and asked the little guy softly.

The little guy's eyes were glued to Han Moxi's body, but he didn't speak.

Han Moxi thought that the little guy didn't know where he lived, so he immediately picked up the phone and prepared to call the police.

As soon as Han Moxi pressed the alarm call, the little guy snatched the phone.

The little guy quickly typed a line of words on the phone memo: "Mom, don't chase Bao Luoluo away."

"Lolo? Your name is Luoluo?" Han Moxi didn't expect the little guy to be able to type when he looked only four or five years old.

It was not the first time for Han Moxi to be called mother by a child. For the little guy to call her mother, Han Moxi was not too surprised, children are like this.

Hearing Han Moxi calling his name, the little boy nodded happily, then grinned.

The little boy's smile was very familiar. Han Moxi didn't know where it was familiar, but he felt familiar.

"Lolo, do you know where your home is?" Han Moxi handed the phone to the little guy and signaled him to type the address on the phone.

The little guy nodded, then shook his head as if remembering something.

The little guy quickly typed a line on the phone: "This is Luoluo's home, where is Mommy, so is Luoluo's home."

"Silly boy, auntie is not your mother." Han Moxi smiled and pinched the little guy's pink face.

The little guy is white and tender, and he is very particular about his clothes.

Han Moxi had also been in the upper class, and the clothes on the little guy probably totaled no less than a few million.

I don't know which local tyrant's little treasure is lost, why no one has come to look for it until now.

"Mom, Luo Luo is hungry." The little guy quickly typed a line on the phone, and then pitifully touched his little belly.

Originally, Han Moxi wanted to ask the little guy how he climbed up to the air-conditioning box, but seeing the little guy's hungry face wrinkled into a ball, he couldn't bear it immediately.

(End of this chapter)