Crying Boy

The child rubbed vigorously at his eyes with the back of his hand. He originally did not want to talk, but when he raised his head, he saw Yun Bixue's motherly gaze.

The moment he saw that, he forgot about crying. "Mama. I want my mother…"

Hearing that, Yun Bixue's heart ached for him. Even if she was not the boy's mother, she couldn't help the motherly love she felt for him.

Yun Bixue looked at Xie Limo meaningfully. She wanted to hug the child.

Xie Limo disagreed.

However, when he lowered his head to see the accessory around the child's neck and his appearance, he knew the child's identity.

His magnificent eyes were full of consideration as they locked deeply with the boy's.

Yun Bixue used her hands to gently hit Xie Limo on the arm. "Don't scare the child."