The expression on his face was so weak that it was almost nothing.

But Xinluo can see a little curiosity and care from his deep black eyes.

The little boy's facial features are extremely exquisite, even compared with An'an, who is pretty and handsome in appearance, it is not inferior.

No, he is even more upright and profound than An'an's facial features.

It also looks bigger than Ann.

She thought that when the child grew up, she would become a person with profound facial features, beautiful and unmarried, attracting the attention of countless girls.

"Who bullied you? Why cry? "

The little boy spoke again, and, by the way, poked her soft, slippery arm.

"I No one bullied me. I didn't cry. "

Xinluo suddenly reacted and wiped the tears on his face with his hands and squeezed out a smile for the little boy.

The heart is beating wildly.

The place where the little boy poked with his fingers was faintly hot.

It's so real.

In front of her eyes, the black hair and black eyes are almost a miniature version of Lu Yuchen's boy, which is not the illusion of her grief and excessive fantasy.

He actually, is the real existence.

Xinluo felt that his brain was in a mess, his breathing was very fast and his heart was beating fast.

But no matter how chaotic, no matter how fast, she also tried to keep the surface calm.

"It's the sand in your eyes that makes you cry." She said, and to the boy, pull out a sweet smile.

The little boy looked at her, in the dark ink pupil, flashed doubt.

He saw clearly that the woman was crying.

But why did she lie?

The little Lu Qilin thought for a while, probably, he felt that it was humiliating to cry.

Adults love face.

If she didn't want to admit that she pricked it, would she feel ashamed?

"I'll blow the sand away for you, and I won't shed tears."

With that, the little boy stretched out his arms and leaned on Xinluo's shoulder.

Lean forward, with a small mouth to her bright still dense water mist of peach blossom eyes, gently blow tone.

"Hoo --"

the gentle warm air blows Xinluo's curly eyelashes gently.

She felt that somewhere in her heart, it seemed that she had been stabbed.

A stream of acid, immediately filled the nasal cavity.

Eyes, red in a flash.

"If you don't cry, the sand will blow away."

The little boy didn't like to see her tears. He leaned down a little and dropped a kiss on her eyes before she could close them.

"Good, don't cry."

He remembers how adults coax children.

Suddenly, such as the kiss, let heart Luo completely stunned.

She knew who the boy was from the moment he appeared.

She froze in the original place, unbelievable and surprise, excited look, in her face rapid change.

How did not expect, four years after parting, she and youyou's first encounter, unexpectedly will be like this.

The little boy was stunned at her and thought he was frightened by his kiss.

He pursed his lips, and his indifferent expression did not show joy or anger.

But in fact, it's a little annoyed.

It turned out that she didn't like her own relatives.

No, she may just feel offended, not disliked.

Just like myself, I don't like other people, especially strangers, to be close at will.

The little boy was in his heart, pleading for the woman.

And then sit on the side of the woman.

He said, "I'm just thanking you."

His words, let heart Luo from Zheng Leng wake up.

"Thank you..."

Why should he thank her for doing so many bad things?

She is an irresponsible mother. The mother who left him has no right to be blessed and grateful.

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