Mo Qiange frowned slightly and slowly opened his eyes. The light was too harsh and he closed his eyes again. After a while, he opened them again.

When I opened it, I felt like I didn't know where I was.

Especially, whose face is the face enlarged at close range in front of me?

The doubtful eyes met Xiaoshuai's dark and pure eyes, and for a moment, both of them were stunned.

Xiaoshuai forgot to bite, and kept looking at him. All the memories in Mo Qiange's mind were stuck on 2 years ago. Now his thoughts are not clear, so he just stared at the little guy. Just like that, In the silent atmosphere, big eyes and small eyes stared at each other.

It took a full three minutes for the little guy to suddenly come to his senses. His uncle, who had been sleeping in and refused to get up, woke up!

Frightened, Xiaoshuai raised his head and wiped his mouth with glistening saliva. He uneasily buttoned the buttons on Mo Qinge's clothes with his fingers and shouted vaguely: "Nine-nine..."

Unable to hear clearly what the little guy said, Mo Qiange wanted to raise her hand to remove him from her chest. As soon as she moved her fingers, she found that her whole body was weak.

So he had to give up, opened his lips, and said with difficulty: "Who...are you?"

The hoarse voice sounded like that of an old man. As soon as the words came out, Mo Qiange himself was stunned.

He frowned slightly, and even he began to doubt, was this his voice?

Xiaoshuai glanced at his mouth intently. After hearing what he said, he turned his head and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Mom...! Bah... moma...!"

Seeing that she had scared the child, Mo Qiange wanted to comfort him, but was afraid that her voice would scare him again.

So he could only let Xiaoshuai shout. He lay helpless, a look of helplessness flashing between his brows.

The frightened Xiaoshuai wanted to cry but didn't dare. His eyes were misty and he looked very pitiful.

Rong Shao had just finished taking a shower when he heard a sound. He didn't bother to put on his clothes. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist before rushing out. Luo Anning downstairs happened to be going upstairs to ask Rong Yan to eat. When he heard the sound, he pulled out his legs. Just ran up.

Xia Xinlan also heard Xiaoshuai's cry. He had always been very good, never cried or made trouble, but now he suddenly shouted at the top of his voice, which made people's hearts sink.

Worried that something would happen to him, Xia Xinlan also ran up.

When the three adults rushed to the room, they were instantly shocked.

The little guy actually sat on Mo Qiange's chest, with his two short legs resting on both sides of his neck. Oh my god, how could Mo Qiange breathe now? !

The breathing of a vegetative person is already very weak, but if this little guy, who is in his twenties and almost thirty years old, sits down, his breathing will not be hindered?

Luo Anning wanted to rush up and take her son away, but when she moved her eyes, she discovered an unbelievable fact.

Mo Qiange actually woke up and was looking at them with her eyes open!

Among the three people, Mo Qiange's eyes immediately caught Luo An'ing's eyes.

She is still so beautiful, heart-warmingly beautiful.

"Mom..." The little guy didn't speak much. Now that he saw Luo Anning, Young Master Rong, and Xia Xinlan coming, he was afraid that he would be blamed, so he stretched out his chubby little finger and pointed at himself and then pointed at himself. Mo Qiange: "Jiujiu...Jiujiu..."

Xia Xinlan's whole body seemed to be frozen. She reached out and rubbed her eyes in disbelief before looking again.

It wasn't until she realized that she wasn't dazzled, that it wasn't an illusion, that she covered her face with her hands and squatted down to cry.

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