It was as if he had felt something outside of his mother's body touching him.
"Yingluo, can you feel it? that should be my sister's little hand."
Su Li said in a gentle voice.
The little tyrant flower looked at the place on its abdomen that was moving slightly. It was actually its sister's small hand. The little tyrant flower's small palm felt the movement inside, and its small heart was about to explode for a moment.
he only felt that it was inexplicably too magical and too touched.
In the end, he could not help but lean on her stomach as he said in a serious tone, " little sister, can you hear me? I'm your brother, little tyrant flower. My name is Rong mo. Little sister, you have to come out quickly. I'll be your brother and protect you.
The little tyrant flower's exquisite and somewhat devilish face said such serious words for a moment, which really moved Su Li's heart.