Chapter 566

The emperor Mo Xin steamed stuffed bun who was questioned had a red face and lowered his head. His fleshy little hand grabbed his little skirt.

He nodded, "well, my brother is the best. Small steamed stuffed buns are not angry with big steamed stuffed buns."

Seeing that the steamed stuffed bun was no longer angry, big Mo Shen raised his fleshy little hand and rubbed her little head.

"Good, just know, and be obedient in the future."

Di Mo Shen big steamed stuffed bun, said coolly.

"Well, I listen to my brother."

Di Mo Xin's steamed stuffed bun nodded obediently.

Then, as usual, he happily took Di Mo Shen's small hand.

Looking at the two getting along, Lin Qianyi suddenly felt a little familiar.

Suddenly, a cold and beautiful picture flashed in my mind. In my deep eyes, I always spoil her when I look at her.

The smile on Lin Qianyi's face slowly converged, and his bright eyes gradually faded down.

Three years, is he... Okay?

Will you still love her as much as you did three years ago?

Or have you forgotten her?

She always hurt him invisibly, just like her last departure hurt him three years ago.

Does she really deserve his love?

Or does his love still belong to her?

Seeing her daughter standing by and looking at two small steamed stuffed buns, Xia Yuwei knew that she must think of the past again.

"Yi Yi, you did a good job. Look, you taught big steamed stuffed bun and small steamed stuffed bun to be so obedient and sensible."

Xia Yuwei looked at her daughter gently and said calmly.

However, she knew that even if she said more, her daughter would still be the same.

Because they both love too much.

Three years ago, after she was shot, it was more than two years before she woke up.

During this period, she didn't know what had happened, but she knew that her daughter still loved Di Yanmo.

Love deeply, but afraid to hurt each other.

"Well, I know, mom."

Lin Qianyi smiled and covered up her missing in her eyes.

"Mommy, do you want to compare with your father?"

Emperor Mo Xin's steamed stuffed bun, aware of his mother, ran over immediately.

Reach out your little hand, grab your mother's finger and shake it.

"Mommy, Mommy, it doesn't matter. My brother and I are with you. We are very good, very good, and very cute. Uncles, aunts and teachers praise me for being cute with big steamed stuffed buns."

Little steamed stuffed bun raised his head and looked at his mother with sparkling eyes, trying to sell cute.

Even Di Mo Shen's big steamed stuffed bun came over coolly, took her other hand and said coolly, "Mommy, we'll accompany you."

Looking at one left and one right kiss steamed stuffed buns, Lin Qianyi raised a gratifying smile on his face.

Squatting down, he hugged the two steamed stuffed buns and kissed the small faces of the two steamed stuffed buns.

"Well, Mommy knows that my two small steamed stuffed buns are the best. Mommy is really happy to have you two small steamed stuffed buns."

Lin Shaoyi smiled very happily. "Don't worry about mom. Mom is fine. As long as the small steamed stuffed bun and the big steamed stuffed bun are around, mom will be very happy."

Lin Qianyi gently rubbed the small heads of two small steamed buns.

"Come on, Mommy, wash the apples for you. Today's apples are very fresh."

Lin Qianyi stood up, took the apple aside and washed it in the bathroom of the ward.

A big apple was peeled and cut into small pieces. After it was divided into two parts, Lin Qianyi put it on the tea table in the ward.