Ning Xuemo looked at the Overlord Flower and the twisted villain and couldn't help but smile.

Xiao Nianmo is quite imaginative. Naturally, she would not take a child's casual graffiti to heart and put it back on the table.

A gust of wind blew, and the paper was turned over. Ning Xuemo then saw words on the back of the paper.

The handwriting was also written by Xiao Nianmo, and it was quite neat.

It was the few words he wrote that made Ning Xuemo confused.

The words written on it are: Big lotus, Xiao lotus, baby...

Ning Xuemo's lips twitched.

Big lotus, small lotus?

Could it be that this kid painted not a domineering flower, but a lotus? He even gave a name...

Look at the little man in line again, is this the baby he mentioned?

Is this kid a metaphor for his copying this here, as boring as a boy sitting on a lotus?

Look, I can actually draw the stream of consciousness...

Ning Xuemo couldn't help but smile, and his eyes fell on a vase on the table. A lotus flower was blooming in the vase, and the fragrance was everywhere.

Ning Xuemo stared at the lotus for a moment and her smile dimmed...

God, our son is really smart!

If something really happened to him this time, I will not only be sorry for you, but I will not be able to survive...

She closed her eyes slightly, and the whole palace was considering her horse, and she could not be fragile...

No one knows how tired she is, and no one knows how scared she was when she couldn't find her son! But there was no arm for her to lean on.

In the past, Shen Jiuli was the strong backing behind her, but now she has to bear the storm of whatever storm...

Her hands and feet are still cold until now!

"God, when will you come back? When will you come back?"

The expression of Shen Jiuli when she jumped into the black hole as a sacrifice before traveling through time...

He almost swore that he would never fall in love with her again if he was reborn...

He looked almost crazy at that time, but she couldn't help but do that.

Could it be that he hated her and refused to be reborn?

Countless speculations were rolling in Ning Xuemo's mind.

"Bang!" The pen in her hand was suddenly broken by herself...

She seemed to be ignorant of a bamboo thorn pierced into her palm. After a while, she sighed softly: "God, even if you don't fall in love with me anymore, I hope you can be reborn and be reborn quickly..."

I just want you to live, live!

It doesn't matter whether you love me or not...

The familiar pain in the depths of the heart turned up again-

She closed her eyes slightly and waited for the pain to pass.

"Baby... baby..." Xiao Nianmo suddenly turned over and muttered a few vague words in his mouth: "Accompany me... I'm bored..."

Ning Xuemo was stunned at first, and then his heart seemed to be pulled by someone!

She felt that she had overlooked a problem.

With her son growing up so old, she has never bought him a decent children's toy...

The main reason is that this kid is too precocious in his daily behavior, which makes people unable to remember to buy something like that for him...

For example, rattle, doll, and some educational toys.

When she was pregnant with him, she bought some, but unfortunately those things were ruined long ago.

She thought about it and found that although she could easily use magic to condense a few dolls, the things she made with magic always felt that they were not so honest...

She felt guilty for her son, so she wanted to go out and get a few toys for her son-

She called Qiongqi and Tengshe to let them guard the children here, but she went out overnight.
Chapter completed!