Xiao Qiyang lay quietly on his mother's shoulder, gently holding Song Lianyi's shoulder with his chubby little arms. His pretty face was already filled with an excited and happy smile, and a few tears were already looming in his eyes.
It looks extremely distressing.
"Mom, Yangyang misses her mother very much too. Yangyang thinks about returning to her mother's side every day. Mom, Yangyang misses you too. She misses her mother every day..."
Song Lianyi nodded repeatedly, hugged Xiao Qiyang into her arms, and then hugged his little body tighter, as if she never wanted to let go.
She and Xiao Qiyang have met only a handful of times. However, they are a mother and son after all, so the relationship between mother and son cannot be erased even if they only meet once in a long, long time.
Xiao Ziyue, who had been standing quietly next to Song Lianyi, couldn't help but widen her eccentric eyes when she saw Xiao Qiyang. Even more, when he also called her mommy as his mother, she was stunned.
The big eyes widened even more, and the long eyelashes trembled back and forth, making him look quite weird and funny.
"Mommy, he is... he is... little mirror... little mirror, why do you call me mommy? Do you..."
Xiao Qiyang lay next to Song Lianyi's ear and whispered a few words to his mother. Song Lianyi's face returned to a smile. She quickly wiped the tears on her face, and then put Xiao Qiyang
Gently put it back on the ground.
Xiao Qiyang staggered to Xiao Ziyue's side and stood there. The scene of two identical little people standing together is full of endless surprises and touches at just a glance.
.
"I'm not a little mirror, crybaby Yueyue, you should call me brother from now on!" Xiao Qiyang frowned, looking like a complete little adult.
"Ah? You are my brother?" Xiao Ziyue listened to Xiao Qiyang's words. Even though her mother had told her before that she had a brother, when she heard the boy in front of her say the same thing,
, but she could not help but slowly widen her eyes.
While her eyes widened, she walked step by step in front of Xiao Qiyang and gently approached his face.
The two children stood together with big eyes and small eyes, staring into each other's identical eyes.
The expressions on each other's faces are even more serious, while the other has a cute expression.
After Xiao Ziyue was stunned for a short time, she suddenly moved closer to Xiao Qiyang's side, then stretched out her little hand, and pinched Xiao Qiyang's nose again when he wasn't paying attention.
Xiao Qiyang never expected that his crybaby sister Xiao Ziyue would use this trick on him again. By the time he reacted, it was already too late.
"Ahhhh, it hurts... Crybaby, let go, let go, it hurts..." Xiao Qiyang immediately screamed out, just because his sister was squeezing harder and harder now.
She was holding his nose, pinching and pulling at the same time, but her big, watery eyes were still full of confusion.
"Mom, help, mom, help, my sister is pulling my nose again. She has already done it once, and she wants to pull my nose again. It hurts so much..."