Chapter 1592

As soon as she raised her hand, the red stone, which was broken into two halves, appeared in her palm again. She looked down and studied for a moment, and then moved it with her hand. Unexpectedly, the stone had the function of breeding little dolls

Looking at the rattle and other things on the ground, she shook her head, which was quite inconceivable.

Her eyes fell on the painting axis again, and she paused. With a flick of her sleeve, the painting axis opened silently, showing the person in the painting.

In the picture is a young girl who plays lute. She is about eighteen or nine years old. She is in full swing in red. Her eyebrows and eyes are moving and her spirit is pressing. She seems to be able to walk out of the picture with one breath.

"Mommy, that's you, isn't it nice?" Shennianmo's hands are on the edge of the basin. Look at the picture and then look at amo: "Mommy is really beautiful! It's better than the picture. "

A Mo raised his hand and touched his face. Then he looked at the picture with his eyes down. He thought something and nodded: "it's really like that."

Take the little one out of the basin and dry it with the cloth beside.

The little guy let her play with himself and close her eyes comfortably.

Mommy's fingers are so soft and warm. I used to touch him through my belly, but now I really touch him.

Babies like to be touched by their mothers. It's an instinct, and there's no exception to the idea of strangers.

He didn't expect that he would see Mommy again. He didn't expect that he would be in Mommy's arms once he was born

At this moment, shennianmo doesn't blame his father for betraying himself decisively.

It's nice to be around Mommy.

Shennianmo happily rubbed his big head against mommy's hand.

However, mummy seemed to say that it was mummy's if he didn't smell it. He almost called her sister when he just fell into her sleeve

The little guy is worthy of being a child jumping out of the stone. His skin is tender and soft when he was born, which makes people love him.

Especially, the boy is so cute. When he rubbed his big head against her hand, amo felt that his cold heart seemed to be scratched open, revealing his softness

She didn't prepare such a child's clothes here, so after bathing the boy, amo couldn't touch the clothes he could wear for a while.

She had the heart to change a suit for him, but the clothes she had made included the skill after all. She was afraid that the child's skin was too tender to stand that.

After a little hesitation, she took the note, and ordered the general manager of Mo palace to buy some baby clothes as soon as possible. Of course, the faster, the better, the more comfortable.

"What's your name?" AMO asked him casually, combing his soft hair.

"I'm a stranger." Shennianmo sits there obediently.

A Mo Dun a meal, looked at this child, for a moment lost consciousness: "you have parents?"

Shennianmo turned his head and looked at her doubtfully: "Mommy, aren't you my mother?" He flattened his mouth and cried again: "Mommy, you still don't recognize me? I miss you so much these days... "

He stretched out his small hand and pulled at her sleeve. His eyes were wrapped in a pool of water. He looked at her with a pool of water, for fear of being abandoned.

A Mo's heart softened, and he held him in his arms. Naturally, he kissed him on the forehead: "nianmo, my mother Your mother recognized you. "

This mother two words exit, although feels some awkward, but in the heart actually some warm.