Mo Chuxi was feeling forlorn when Yan Xinxin gently pushed him away.
His gaze was hazy as he looked at her fresh and pure face, leaning in tenderly.
"What's wrong? Little Qianyuan."
"I'm hungry."
Yan Xinxin touched her stomach.
"Brother Xi, I want to eat cotton candy."
"Okay, Brother Xi will take you to eat cotton candy."
Mo Chuxi suppressed the yearning in his heart and agreed without hesitation. He then picked up Yan Xinxin's clothes, preparing to help her change.
Yan Xinxin, who had taken off her pajamas, lowered her gaze to her chest and curiously reached out to pinch it.
"It's so swollen here."
"..."
"But it doesn't hurt, so I think it's probably fine."
She said this and looked at Mo Chuxi.
"Brother Xi, don't tell Mom, okay? She'll get worried about me."
As Mo Chuxi was about to help Yan Xinxin dress, he froze upon hearing her words.
Mom?
If Ning Zitong knew their cherished darling was still alive, she might pass out from sheer joy.
