"you……"

Xinluo looked at the boy who appeared out of thin air in front of her, and once thought that she had hallucinations.

The little boy in front of him looked like he was only four or five years old.

Soft black hair was placed in front of her forehead, and a pair of deep and narrow black eyes, hidden behind the broken hair, stared at her intently.

The expression on his face was light, almost expressionless.

But Xinluo could see a little bit of curiosity and concern in his deep, dark eyes.

The little boy's facial features are extremely delicate, even when compared to the handsome An An.

No, he is even more upright and profound than An An's facial features.

It also looks bigger than An An.

She thought that when this child grows up, he will definitely become a person with deep features, handsome and unpretentious, who will attract the attention of countless girls.

"Who bullied you? Why are you crying?"

The little boy spoke again, and by the way, poked her arm, which was soft and slippery to the touch.

"I... no one bullied me, I didn't cry."

Xinluo suddenly reacted, wiped the tears on her face with her hands, and squeezed out a smile at the little boy.

The heart is beating wildly.

The place where the little boy had lightly poked his fingers was actually hot.

It feels so real.

The black-haired and black-eyed boy in front of him was almost a miniature version of Lu Yuchen's boy, and it wasn't an illusion she fancied too much.

He actually exists.

Xinluo felt that his brain was in a mess, his breathing was fast, and his heartbeat was fast.

But no matter how chaotic or hurried, she tried her best to maintain her superficial composure.

"It's because the sand got into the eyes, so I shed tears." She said, and gave the boy a sweet smile.

The little boy looked at her,

Doubt flashed in the dark ink pupils.

He clearly saw that the woman was crying.

But why did she lie?

Little Lu Qilin thought about it, probably because he felt ashamed of crying.

Adults, all love face.

If she didn't want to admit it, she would feel ashamed if she broke it?

"Then I'll help you blow the sand away, and you won't cry."

After speaking, the little boy stretched out his arms and leaned against Xinluo's shoulders.

Leaning forward, she used her small mouth to face her peach blossom eyes, which were still filled with water mist, and blew lightly.

"call--"

The gentle warm air gently blows Xinluo's curled eyelashes.

She felt that somewhere in her heart, she had been stabbed hard.

A sour feeling filled his nostrils.

Eye sockets turned red.

"Don't cry, the sand is blown away."

The little boy didn't like to see her tears, so he leaned down slightly and gently dropped a kiss on the eyelids that she didn't have time to close.

"Good, don't cry."

He remembered that adults coaxed children like this.

The sudden kiss made Xinluo completely stunned.

From the moment the little boy appeared, she knew who he was.

She froze in place, her expression of disbelief, surprise and excitement changed rapidly on her face.

I never thought that after four years of separation, the first reunion between her and Youyou would turn out to be like this.

The little boy was stunned when he saw her, thinking he was frightened by his kiss.

He pursed his lips, and his indifferent expression showed no joy or anger.

But actually, it's a little annoying.

It turned out that she didn't like her own kiss.

No, she was probably just offended, not disliked.

Just like myself, I don't like others, especially strangers, to get close at will.

The little boy was in his heart, justifying the woman.

Then he turned sideways and sat down beside the woman.

"I'm just thanking you," he said.

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