Chapter 1624: Will you despise me for being dirty?
Xiao Qingcheng, Lan Baoer, Ling Yiche, and Xiao Zhe looked at Xia Ximo staring at Xiao Tiantian's quiet expression. They all stared nervously at Xia Ximo. Will she wake up?
Xia Ximo, will she wake up now?
As soon as Xiao Tiantian saw how Mummy calmed down after hearing what he said, he was also very excited. He stared at Xia Ximo with unconcealable excitement in his eyes.
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He tentatively called out and said, "Mommy, it's me, your son. I'm Xiao Tiantian, Xiao Tiantian..."
After listening to Xiao Tiantian's words, Xia Ximo looked at Xiao Tiantian, her lips trembling. At this time, it was as if there was no other person in her eyes, just looking at Xiao Tiantian.
After a long while, she spoke with trembling lips: "Xiao Tiantian, is that you?"
When Xiao Tiantian heard this, he nodded desperately and said, "It's me, it's me, Mommy, it's me, I'm Xiao Tiantian..."
Does mommy recognize him?
Do you recognize it?
Little Tiantian was a little excited, Mommy recognized him, Mommy recognized him, it was great.
After hearing this, Xia Ximo raised a gentle smile on her lips, as if she saw her only support. She stared at Xiao Tiantian tenderly, and looked up, just about to say something.
But suddenly, looking at Xiao Tiantian's eyes, it seemed that her appearance had changed in a moment, and her eyes immediately became a little frightened and uneasy.
Xiao Tiantian, how could it be Xiao Tiantian?
Not his precious son Xiao Tiantian, really not his precious son Xiao Tiantian.
He is Ling Yiche, he is Ling Yiche.
He has become smaller, and he is also Ling Yiche.
She shook her head subconsciously and shouted desperately: "You are not, you are not my little Tiantian, you are not my little Tiantian, you are Ling Yiche, you are not my little Tiantian..."
He is not Xiao Tiantian, really not Xiao Tiantian.
When Xiao Tiantian heard Xia Ximo's words, he was shocked. He was so similar to his father. He knew clearly that the two of them seemed to have the same appearance.
He is the epitome of Ling Yiche in a completely reduced format.
At this time, Mommy is afraid of Daddy, afraid of seeing Daddy...
Afraid of seeing a man who looks anything like Ling Yiche.