"You... what are you doing?" Qing Li instinctively felt something strange.
But as soon as she uttered the first word, her second son burrowed his head into her arms.
Yu Rongling held onto Qing Li's waist longingly, clinging to his mother's embrace, unwilling to emerge, "Mama."
A single word, "Mama."
Smashed the estrangement and unfamiliarity in Qing Li's eyes into pieces.
"Sister Wan, why is Second Brother calling my mom 'Mama'?" Lin Xintang curiously raised her head to ask me.
I softly answered, "Because your Second Brother is also your mom's child."
"Huh?" Lin Xintang covered her little cherry mouth, "Then isn't he my real Second Brother?"
I nodded in agreement, "You could say that."
If it weren't for Xintang not having legs and having to be held by me.
She might have also rushed to Qing Li, seeking hugs together with Yu Rongling.
