"No." A look of persistence flashed across the little girl's face, and her tone was determined, "I want to wait for my mother to come back."
Yes, in the heart of this three-year-old child, Ling Luo is her mother.
Even if the other party tried to deny it, even if she herself was aware of it, she just couldn't help but think so.
So similar.
Even if it is used as a kind of sustenance, it is enough to warm her.
"Mr.
"No! I can wait!"
Luo Xun'er's eyes sparkled with persistence beyond her age.
Just when her hands were frozen to the point of losing consciousness, Luo Xun'er saw a familiar figure walking out of the snow.
Her elegant lotus-like temperament, her emerald skirt fluttering in the wind, and her gentle smile that appeared thousands of times in her midnight dreams.
"Luo'er!"
Luo Xun'er stood up suddenly and ran towards Ling Luo. Because she was walking too fast and didn't pay attention to the ice under her feet, she slipped and fell, holding down half of her arm.
Ling Luo's heart tightened, and she hurriedly stepped forward, helped up Luo Xun'er's little body, picked her up horizontally, and stepped into the Bingyao Temple.
"Does it hurt?" she asked with some concern.
Luo Xun'er shook his head, but looked at Ling Luo's face and kept giggling.
Ling Luo's heart tightened inexplicably. She really felt that this child was stupid. Her heart ached and she said, "Xun'er, you know that I am not your biological mother, why do you do this?"
"Because I want to." Luo Xun'er said with a silly smile on his face, "Luo'er, I like you just like I like my mother."
Ling Luo quickly climbed to the 30th floor and entered the east hall. Then he took out the medicine box and helped Luo Xun'er briefly deal with the scratches and marks on his right arm.
"Luo'er, your fiancé didn't come back with you?" Xun'er seemed to be in a good mood.
Ling Luo nodded and said: "He still has something to do and is living outside for the time being."
Xun'er became even more happy and said: "From now on, we will live in the east hall."
It’s great to have no one else.
Ling Luo's action of applying the medicine did not stop, and there was still a smile on her lips. How could she not know what this child was thinking?
It's nice that Yu stays with Ze to recuperate while he stays with Xun'er without causing unnecessary trouble.
"When dad comes back, the three of us can live together." Xun'er's eyes sparkled with stars, trapped in the bubble of dreams, unable to extricate himself.
Ling Luo's hands shook and she frowned slightly.
Children, as expected, cannot be tolerated. They are always trying to push their limits.
"That's impossible." Ling Luo burst Xun'er's fantasy bubble without mercy, "I don't like Luo Ge."
The man in the snow suit had too melancholy eyes, and she was very disgusted with the way he looked at others through her own eyes.
"Huh?" Xun'er's delicate little face immediately fell down, and she pouted her pink lips and said, "Luo'er, my father is very good. He is handsome, has high martial arts skills, and is first-class in leading troops in battles.
He is also very gentle, Xun'er has never seen a better man than his father."
The little girl vigorously promoted her dear father, patting herself on the back and counting all the advantages one by one.
"Also, my father is very dedicated and never bothers with anything. He doesn't even look at how many women come over to her!"
Ling Luo took out a piece of bandage, helped Xun'er bandage the wound, and said: "It is precisely because Luo Ge is so dedicated that it is impossible for me to be with him."