Looking at the little boy in front of him, who was almost completely disguised, except for the eyes that were exposed, no part was exposed, Moran Ember felt a trace of suspicion.

Wear it so tightly in autumn, are you afraid of catching a cold?

"I didn't want to pick it up."

Moran Ember wasn't trying to contradict the little boy's words, and she didn't want to take the daisy off in the first place.

What a flower, why did she pick it?

"Don't lie to me, the white daisies here are only in this tuft by people like you." The little boy didn't believe Moran's words at all, and even looked at Moran's eyes with a hint of hatred, "You adults only have lies in their mouths!" ”

"Anything that doesn't pick it is a lie, and it picks it as soon as you turn around. Liars, all big liars! ”

When Moran Ember heard the little boy's words, his heart was sour, how many times did he listen to the lie before he didn't want to believe the reality?

Thinking like this, Moran Ash's tone and expression towards the little boy softened even more.

"Really, Big Sister swears, Big Sister just wants to touch the white daisy." Moran Ember didn't even notice that when he spoke to the little boy, he called himself differently.

Even his tone softened a little, for fear that his serious tone would make the little boy unpleasant.

"I don't believe it!" The little boy saw that Moran Ember spoke in a very gentle tone, although he hesitated for a short time, he still relented, and his gaze at Moran Ember was still so sharp.

It's strange that a small child has such a sharp gaze.

"Then you tell Big Sister, what is the reason you like it?" Moran Ember smiled at the little boy, not minding the little boy to defy her words.

If her child grows up and is as old as him, her temperament must be the same as his. It's all about protecting what you love, and you have to evaluate it to the end.

Thinking like this, Moran Ember still had the intention of blaming the little boy, and even smiled and stretched out his hand to gently put it on the little boy's hat and rubbed it gently.

The little boy was startled by Moran's sudden movements, and was even more frightened by Moran's closeness.

What is she doing? How could she touch her head!

The little boy stared at Moran Ember with wide eyes, his head blank, staring at Moran Ash's smiling eyes. For a while, I forgot to knock off the hand that touched my head.

"What are you doing!" The little boy turned around and shook his head in shame, trying to get rid of Moran's hand. Perhaps it was too much force, an unsteady, and the little boy took a step back. And the little boy was standing against the flower bed, and when he retreated, his knees bent, and the whole person fell straight back.

"Be careful!" Moran Ember didn't care about the wound on his stomach, saw the little boy fall backwards, got up in surprise, and subconsciously took the little boy's hand.

Luckily, the little boy ended up sitting on the edge of the flower bed. Although the tiles are cooler and harder, nothing has happened.

Moran Ember breathed a sigh of relief, and then let go of the left hand that was holding the little boy and used it to cover his stomach. There was obviously a look of pain on his face, and his expression was a little ugly.

"Are you alright?"

The little boy who fell on the flower bed didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, and found that Moran Ash, who was involved in the wound because he was holding himself, and his face was not very good-looking at the moment.

The little boy subconsciously stood up and held Moran Ember with both hands.