Chapter 1806

And Yi Qianmo is a little hesitant to go to the front of Ling still, small face seems to have some kind of struggle.

"Xiao Mo, what's the matter?" Ling still looks at his eldest son strangely.

Yi Qianmo's small face was tight, and his face was slightly red. Then he suddenly hugged Ling, who was squatting, and gave her a kiss on the face. "Mommy, i... I miss you so much..."

with these words, Yi Qianmo's small face was even more red. After all, speaking these words in front of so many people is the first time for him I'm sorry.

However, after saying this, Yi Qianmo looked at his mother's face with a happy and excited smile, and suddenly felt that it was good to say it!

If mommy likes it, then... He can talk more about it in the future. However, if he wants to do it like his sister, it seems that... It's a little more difficult.

There was a little boy on one side. Looking at the scene, he had seen this woman before. He knew that it was Yi Qianjin's mother.

It's the woman Mommy hates!

Once, mummy told him that he and Yi Qianjin would never be friends. At that time, he did not understand what was going on, but now, he does.

His mother almost killed this woman. These days, when he stays here, he is always criticized. Everyone knows whose child he is and what his mother has done.

There are also servants' children who run to him and spit at him, saying that he is the child of a villain, so he will be a villain in the future!

Mommy... Bad guy? It seems to be, but it's also his mommy, which can't be changed.

He still remembers, at that time, Xiaojin rushed over and blocked in front of her. The spit of the other side also spit on her beautiful pink new skirt.

The servant's child was so scared that he couldn't say a word. There were several other servants' children around, and no one dared to say a word.

And she, with a clear and loud voice, said, "his mother has done bad things, and he didn't do them. He's not a bad boy, and he won't be a bad guy in the future!"

Then she took him by the hand and went back to her room.

She looked at the dirty skirt on her body with some regret, "what a pity, I like this skirt so much."

"I'm sorry." He rarely said these three words.

But she blinked in doubt, "why do you want to say sorry to me? It's not you who vomited my skirt."

"If you don't block it for me..."

"that's what I want." She said.

Then a servant who took care of her took another skirt and changed it for her.

But at the moment, he didn't know that this pink skirt was deeply branded into his memory.

After she changed her skirt, she played with him.

These days, she likes to play the piano with him, and he also marvels at her piano level. His piano teacher once said he was a genius.

But now, he felt that she seemed to be more talented than him.

Although he can play all the notes well, it seems that the sound of the piano is not as good as what she plays. Is that what the teacher said? How to integrate feelings?