The Enchanting Killer Concubine: Stunning and Sharp

"I..." Bu Jinghua wanted to say something comforting, but she didn't say a word. She immediately picked up Xiaobao, put him on the bed, covered the quilt carefully, and pulled Xiaobao from the bracelet. He took out a pill and wanted to feed Xiaobao to eat it.Just look at the entertainment embarrassment picture
"Mommy, Mommy...promise me, don't, don't be angry with me, okay? I'll be good..." At this moment, Xiaobao's raving words came out again. He closed his eyes tightly and murmured asked beggingly.

"..." Looking at that pale little face, Bu Jinghua really didn't know what to say?She's not angry, she's just angry with herself, why is she still so hard to see?It's been almost three years, but the man's face is still so clearly imprinted in his mind, and it hasn't dissipated for a moment.She was afraid that she would regard Xiaobao as that man and take revenge...

Looking at the small face that looked very similar to Long Yan, Bu Jinghua couldn't help but frown.

"Mommy...Mommy...so...cold...cold..." The □□little man shivered uncontrollably, curled up all over his body. [

"Don't..." Bu Jinghua couldn't help comforting her, but found that her voice was so dry.She carefully took Xiaobao's trembling body into her arms. The feeling of holding Xiaobao surprised her. Since Xiaobao was born, she had never even hugged Xiaobao, even breastfeeding. I remember that time, Sister Su forcibly put Xiaobao into Bu Jinghua's arms, just a little bit, Xiaobao was thrown to the ground. Since then, Sister Su has never forced Bu Jinghua again. Hua Bao Xiaobao... Today, she felt the fragility of that small body for the first time.

"Mommy..." The person in his arms seemed to feel Bu Jinghua's hug, and those small hands quickly hugged Bu Jinghua's waist back, holding Bu Jinghua tightly. Jinghua found a very suitable position in his arms, and the painful expression on his face was slightly relieved. Seeing the gentleness on the little ghost's face, Bu Jinghua's tense expression finally softened, and hugged the little ghost. Bao, gently patted Xiaobao's body with his hands in a gentle rhythm, fulfilling the responsibility of being a mother for the first time.

The night gradually deepened, Bu Jinghua fed Xiaobao to eat the pill, and he still hugged Xiaobao through the slow long night, and the next day just dawned, the two mother and son were still lying in each other's arms. □, no one wants to let go of anyone.

A few chirping birds woke up Bu Jinghua who was sleeping quite intoxicated. For so many years, last night was the most comfortable and peaceful sleep for Bu Jinghua. When he was a child, Bu Jinghua was slightly taken aback, but soon remembered what happened last night, and nervously put his hands on Xiaobao's hair, feeling that his body temperature had returned to normal, and his expression relaxed, his face A soft light like the morning sun lingers on the sky.

She wanted to get up and get breakfast for her mother and daughter, but Xiao Bao's body was imprisoned by both hands and feet. As long as she moved slightly, the little ghost would murmur in displeasure, and then hugged Bu Jinghua even tighter with his hands and feet. This made Bu Jinghua dare not move again, for fear of waking up the little guy who was still sleeping.

Recalling that time, when the little guy was still in her stomach, she felt so happy and loved this little guy so much. It is undeniable that she also loves this little guy in her heart now, but... However, love was kept in captivity by her own hatred, she didn't even dare to show it at all, and she was even blindly escaping from this reality.