"Toto, my Toto!" Her eyes were fixed on the room, and she slowly stood up in disbelief.

I secretly said no, this girl is nervous now, don't let her do anything to hurt the child.

As soon as I grabbed her arm to calm her down, she didn't know where the brute force came from, and she staggered me with a wave of her hand.

I cursed in my heart, looking at the little girl who was quite weak and weak, straightened her body, and I quickly raised my heels.

There was no tragedy in the house where I imagined a half-idiot woman hurting a toddler, and the child, who had just been crying, was lying quietly in her arms, and even spit bubbles out of her mouth.

The girl holding him skillfully and gently swayed the child, with a smile on her lips and a soft face, changing her bleak appearance outside the house.

I still couldn't believe it, "Girl, are you sure this is your child?" ”

Her eyes still did not take off the child, as if she could not see enough.

But Xu found the child, and her mood stabilized a lot, "Well, it's my Duoduo, his father said that he will have many, many children with me in the future, and he gave our first child such a name a long time ago, which means many children and many blessings." ”

Hearing her say this, I realized in hindsight that it was someone who did such a sinful thing, hugged the child and threw him on my bed!

Although it feels a little incredible, the ending is perfect, otherwise I wouldn't have taken care of this child, and maybe I would have to send it to a welfare home in the end.

Looking at the way she coaxed the child, obviously looking younger than me, but she already had the brilliance of motherhood, I silently sighed the greatness of maternal love.

"It's good that the child has been found, so are you going to go home next? Do you need the child's father to pick you up? ”

The matter is perfectly solved, then let's leave quickly, don't come back to your senses and start settling accounts after the autumn, even if I jump into the Yellow River, I can't wash it.

Hearing my words, the woman who was still gently coaxing the child suddenly became a little hideous.

"Father? It's that bastard, it's that he doesn't want this child anymore, so I can't find my Duoduo, I've been looking for him for a long, long time. ”

As she spoke, her hand holding the child slowly retracted, and the child was very uncomfortable being held, and immediately opened her mouth to prepare for another big fight.

It turned out to be a scumbag, and I suddenly realized something.

But the child is innocent after all, and looking at the child's little face that was a little red because of the discomfort, I quickly stepped forward and tried to pull her arm away to make her relax.

"Hey, girl, you should be lighter, Duoduo should be uncomfortable. No matter what his father thinks, the child is at least fine, why don't you go home and hand the child over to your parents to settle down, and then go to talk to the child's father? ”

I don't know which of my words stabbed the poor woman, and her expression was a little confused for a while.

"Okay? No! No! He's gone, because his father doesn't want him, and he's no longer in the hospital......"

She was incoherent about what to say, and I listened carefully to make some more information out of her words, but listening to her repeated words, there were only three big question marks on my head at the moment.

But soon I understood what she meant, for the lovely baby in her hand was melting at a slow rate, first the hands, then the legs, then the body, the head......

I stared at the horror of it, it was beyond my comprehension, and I didn't know what to do to be in the way I should be.

Scream? I tried to open my mouth, but the extreme fear had temporarily rendered my vocal cords useless.

Run? I tried to lift my foot again, but my leg seemed to fall off the chain at the critical moment.

My fear didn't stop it from going, the baby still melted, and by the end, it was no longer as white and beautiful as it had been.

And what made my fear go to the extreme, the child's mother was holding the baby, oh no, now I can only call him a puddle of flesh, and the woman's face was instead satisfied, as if her child was supposed to be like this.

I looked at the somewhat sick man in horror and slowly held my breath, trying to minimize my presence.

However, it backfired, and she slowly reached out her hand, touched the flesh in front of my eyes, and asked me with an intoxicated expression, "Is my child cute?" ”

It's not cute at all! My heart roared.

Unable to get a response from me, the woman put her hand in front of my eyes again, as if to give me a good look.

Flesh and blood slid down her wrists and landed on the ground, ticking, ticking......

And my body was immobile as if it had been pressed by a ghost, and I could only watch as the rotten flesh got closer and closer to me......