[Strong...... What is the meaning? ]

The little boy nestled in her arms, feeling warm like never before.

[To be strong is to keep a smile on your face no matter what time you are and try to live well!] ]

[Smile?] ]

[I think Grandma must be eager to see your smile right now, come, smile at the night sky.] ]

At his age, he didn't quite understand Lin Nuanxi's words, but these words sounded very comfortable.

Also, this warm embrace seems to ...... It smells like mom.

In the past few days since he woke up, the woman in front of him has taken care of him carefully, bathed and played with him, and occasionally when he lost his temper, she still patiently coaxed him to eat, sleep, and so on......

All this makes the little boy who has never felt mother's love feel a sense of satisfaction and happiness that his wish has been fulfilled.

A shallow smile couldn't help but appear on his immature face, and the little boy tightened his body in Lin Nuanxi's arms.

[Mom'......]

What the?

This soft and soft calling voice, I don't know what to do, but it shook Lin Nuanxi's heart.

[Mother's embrace, it must be so warm, can I call you Mom?] The innocent and expectant eyes can't be refused.

Lin Nuanxi was slightly silent for a while, raised her hand to rub the hair on his forehead dotingly, and nodded.

[Yes, yes!] ]

[I mean...... Can you be my mom? ]

Be His ...... Mom?

Lin Nuanxi had never thought about this problem, but with this soft and soft body and innocent face in her arms, any woman couldn't help but feel pity.

It seems that a woman's motherhood is a natural instinct.

Lin Nuanxi didn't even know what was wrong with Lu Dao, and blurted out a witty word lightly.

[Lin Xing.] ]

[Huh?] ]

[Xingzai.] ]

Lin Nuanxi knocked his cute little forehead dissatisfiedly.

[When mom calls you, you should say hey, not huh.] ]

The little boy blinked his big moist eyes, was stunned for a few seconds before reacting, turned around, and the little zongzi threw himself harder into her warm and soft arms.

[Mom!] ]

[Hey!] ]

The little zongzi in his arms coquettishly showed a smile that should have been childlike.

[Mom's name is Lin Nuanxi, my name is Lin Xing, Xingzai!] ]

[Hmm!] ]

[Mom calls me.] ]

[Xingzai.] ]

[Call me again.] ]

[Xingzai.] ]

[Call me.] ]

[Xingzai.] ]

Xiao Zongzi comfortably relaxed and enjoyed in her mother's soft arms, burying her head in her chest.

[Mom calls me......]

[Xingzai.] Lin Nuanxi hugged Xiao Lin Xing in her arms, her back to the corridor, and used her body to shield herself from the cold night wind.

The little guy in his arms buried his head deeper in Lin Nuanxi's chest, and his little mouth was still muttering something.

Lin Nuanxi's maternal instinct made her more gentle, and she tightened the little zongzi in her arms.

[Twinkle and twinkle, the sky is full of small stars, hanging in the sky and shining brightly, like many small eyes, twinkle and shining, the sky is full of small stars......]

In the sweet and soft soft singing, Xiao Lin Xing gradually let out an even and comfortable breathing sound.

[Twinkle and twinkle, the sky is full of little stars, my cute little star......]

The sound of a steady lure tapping continues into the warmth of the bedroom room.

Although the little guy in his arms had already slept soundly, Lin Nuanxi was reluctant to put it down.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Lin Nuanxi patted him gently, feeling that he couldn't hold him enough.