When the little milk ball heard this, his white little face was suddenly stunned.

Even the tears that fell stopped.

Sparkling moisture, contained in beautiful big eyes.

It's like crystal, shining.

His eyes looked at Bo Lingyun without blinking.

Bo Lingyun's heart trembled when he was watched, and he quickly calmed down.

He changed his tough tone just now and used clear and gentle words.

While patting the back of the little milk ball, he comforted him softly.

"Little sugar candy, when people are sad, they will cry and cry, and they will shed tears."

"And you are still a child, children should laugh when they are happy and cry when they are uncomfortable."

"It's not willful, it's not vexatious, it's your liking for your uncles."

Crying, not willful?

Rather, like?

Little milk balls have never thought so.

Under Yao Chunxia's rough education, the crying of children is deeply equated with vexatious trouble.

But Bo Lingyun in front of her told her.

It turns out that tears can also represent liking.

The little milk ball seems to understand what to understand, red eyes, trembling tears, from the long eyelashes to the bottom of the eyelids, are all wet.

Even the fair cheeks became crystal clear.

People can't help but want to wipe her face carefully.

The softness that can be seen at a glance when touched.

Bo Lingyun's fingers moved, and his heart was even more itchy.

He secretly resisted the impulse.

The little milk ball thought about it carefully, opened his eyes wide, and still asked with a choked little cry: "Little brother, will you cry too?" A

flash of embarrassment flashed on the young man's face.

The corners of the thin lips tightened silently.

He doesn't want to lose himself in front of the little milk ball, how can a man shed tears!

But in the face of those big watery eyes.

Bo Lingyun's chest shook slightly, unable to say a word of deception.

His pitch-black pupils dodged slightly, and finally fell seriously on the face of the little milk ball.

"Hmm."

The boy was stubborn and awkward, and a faint flush appeared under the base of his ears.

Hot.

But frank and straightforward.

Bo Lingyun said, "I... When I think of my mother, I feel sad and can't help but shed tears. "

That's tears!

It's not crying!

The teenager denied it in his heart.

Those unknown tears once wet his pillow.

When the little milk ball heard this, he forced the tears in his eyes, trembled, and slipped down his fair cheeks with a beautiful curve.

"I'm sorry

..." "Little brother, don't be sad..." "Sugar

Candy didn't mean it..." She didn't

mean to mention Bo Lingyun's mother, nor did she mean to make Bo Lingyun sad.

And the tear that just fell.

It was as if he was crying for Bo Lingyun.

The teenager finally couldn't help it, gently stretched out his hand, and his slender fingers wiped the cheeks of the little milk ball.

Underneath the fingertips is a soft and delicate touch.

And dampness.

Little by little, Bo Lingyun wiped the tears from her fleshy face.

Fingertips are in love, nostalgic departure.

He wiped it back as he went.

"It's okay."

"Although my mother left me, I know that she loves her, and that's enough."

"But Little Sugar Candy, your uncles are different, they just left you temporarily, and after a while, they will come back to see you."

The little milk ball quietly listened to every word Bo Lingyun said.

The little brother's voice is so good

~ The little brother's body is fragrant, it is a different smell from his father~ It smells very good

~ When the little brother touches her cheek, his fingers are hot~

Little brother ......

It really looks good!

The little milk ball has been lying in Bo Lingyun's arms.

She blinked and stared at Bo Lingyun's clear and dark pupils, on which a fair and immature face was reflected.

It's her!

The little brother's eyes are all her!

The little milk ball suddenly forgot the crying just now, and couldn't help but fall into Bo Lingyun's eyes.

Bo Lingyun wiped the tears from the little milk ball's face, and couldn't help but touch her damp eyelids.

Long eyelashes brush gently across his skin.

Crispy hemp.

Itchy.

In the young man's eyes, a bright light flashed quickly, and the red halo at the base of his ear became darker.

But the gentle words continued.

"Your uncles will

come back..." "Grandpa the village chief will also come back..."

"So don't be sad little sugar candy~" Grandpa

the village chief!

At the mention of the village chief's grandfather, the little milk ball was immediately attracted to attention.

She remembered the movie she had seen yesterday, and the eye-catching episodes in the movie.

The fleshy little hand grabbed Bo Lingyun's clothes at once.

The little milk ball asked in disbelief, "Will the village chief's grandfather really come back?"

"Really."

Bo Lingyun nodded and said very firmly.

Meanwhile.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and put the downloaded video to the little milk ball to see.

"Little sugar candy, look at this. This is a series of movies, the trailer for the next one, in which the village chief's grandfather will return. "

A little boy, although young, he is fully prepared.

This matter also starts with yesterday's encounter.

After the two separated, Bo Lingyun kept the little milk ball in his heart.

In particular, the little milk dango has a lonely expression when he mentions "Grandpa Village Chief" and "Uncles".

The small mouth is holding back, as if it will cry out at any time.

Let his heart tighten and feel uncomfortable.

That evening.

Bo Lingyun went to the cinema again, this time he watched the same animated movie as Little Milk Danzi.

He saw the animal forest, and he also saw the village chief's grandfather.

Bo Lingyun didn't know that the three brothers of the Jiang family were leaving.

But he immediately guessed through the words of the little milk ball and the plot in the movie.

Therefore .

. Today's visit by Bo Lingyun is not just for gifts.

What's more, he can't worry about the small milk balls.

I'm afraid she's still so sad, so sad....

Who knew that the two had just met.

Crystal clear tears fell.

Bo Lingyun didn't even have time to take out the video he had prepared.

Now I finally found an opportunity to deliver it to the little milk dumpling——

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