"Xia Xingchen, let me introduce myself. Hello, I'm your mother, Xia An. You can call me, Mom."
Xia An, like greeting an adult stranger, stretched out her palm.
"Mom, Mom, Mom?!"
The little boy suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Xia An in disbelief. The look was more lovely than when he cried.
At least, Xia An preferred to watch this little guy with such a lavish expression on his face.
"Yes, it's the first time we meet. My dear son, please advise me in the future."
With that said, Xia An took the initiative to hold the little guy's little hand, and a bright star-like smile appeared on her face.
This smile was dazzling. It was obviously evening, and the sun had set. However, Xia Xingchen watched her bending down, holding his palm lightly, and
the woman who claimed to be his mother, the bright smile made him subconsciously close his eyes.
He never thought that his mother, who was said to be a bad woman by countless people, would be so beautiful and tender.
Feeling the warm and soft palm in his hand, Xia Xingchen felt like he was dreaming for a while because it was too unreal.
"Ms. Xia! You're too much! How can an adult bully a group of children! Children are so fragile, can you bear responsibility if they are hurt!"
In the doomsdays, though, Xia An only turned on the ability to transform beauty.
But to protect herself, she also worked hard on her physical strength.
Even though she had no useful attack ability, she had worked on her physical strength to attack zombies.
Because of this, Xia An in the doomsdays had killed many zombies.
Therefore, at this time, when she displayed such murderous intent, it was frightening enough to scare the deputy dean in the welfare institute.
Xia Xingchen, who was held by Xia An, was watching his fairy mother take care of him. He had never liked crying, and once again, couldn't help but drop a few tears.
It turned out that he was not a child who no one wanted. It turned out that he was not a child abandoned by his mother.
It turned out ... his mother would help him fight those bad guys. It turned out his mother would protect him like this ... "mom......"
Xia Xingchen shook Xia An's palm and gently called her.
"Yep?"
When Xia An heard the murmur, she lowered her head and looked at Xia Xingchen, who was crying again. She raised her other hand and patted the little head gently.
"Let's go. Mom will take you home."
"Alright!"