I'm the Villain's Mother in Time Time

Chapter 112 Mother?
He Mingzhu seemed to have just woken up, a little dazed, and didn't run away in panic like before.

She reached out and tugged on Lin Chuqian's sleeve, struggling to force a word out of her mouth. "thirsty--"

The milky voice, coupled with her innocent eyes, made Lin Chuqian blush, a little cute.

She coughed lightly, and quickly got up to pour her a glass of water.

He Mingzhu held the cup in both hands, lowered her head and drank silently, with her little fingers on the cup, feeling inexplicably sad.

Lin Chuqian looked at her quietly without opening her mouth.

Seeing that she finished drinking, she only asked in a low voice. "Still thirsty?"

He Mingzhu shook her head, staring at her with a pair of eyes, Lin Chuqian felt a strange feeling, and stared at her in a twitch.

The atmosphere was inexplicably weird. The first ray of sunlight in the morning pierced through the window and shone in. Lin Chuqian was tired of looking at her, blinked her eyes and was about to look away.

But he didn't expect that He Mingzhu would suddenly throw herself into her arms, and let out a childish cry. "mother."

Her cry of "Mother" really scared her so much.

Lin Chuqian's eyes widened, thinking that she had heard wrong. "What are you calling me?"

He Mingzhu: "Mother"

The corner of Lin Chuqian's mouth twitched, and she said, "I'm not your mother, you've got the wrong person."

He Mingzhu blinked innocently, thought for a while, and spoke again in a childish voice. "mother."

"." Lin Chuqian was speechless.

Do you think that the halo of maternal love on your body is very strong?Why is this three-year-old girl calling her mother?

One Sheng'er is enough for her to toss about, how about another He Mingzhu?

She feels that as a modern single dog, she is not blessed to enjoy the beauty of having both children.

Frightened by He Mingzhu's eyes that suddenly lit up like eggplants beaten by frost, she explained again: "I'm not your mother."

He Mingzhu couldn't understand what she meant at all, and opened her mouth to call her mother again, but Lin Chuqian was so frightened that she hurriedly covered her mouth and scolded her in a low voice. "Stop shouting."

He Mingzhu seemed to be frightened by her, and looked at her with a pair of black eyes, tears began to roll non-stop.

This little pitiful look.

"mother."

Just when Lin Chuqian was wondering whether to comfort He Mingzhu who was about to cry, Sheng'er woke up. He sat up and rubbed his eyes.

Having just woken up, he looked at the two of them with a shallow nasal voice and asked suspiciously. "Mom, are you crying over your sister?"

Lin Chuqian felt that she had been accused, and almost gushed out a mouthful of old blood.

She didn't answer, but gave Sheng'er a look of self-knowledge.

Letting go of He Mingzhu, she found a little bit of her tears and snot on the back of her hand. After wiping it off in disgust, she wanted to get up and stay away from her, lest she really depend on her.

She got up, and just about to lift her foot, she found a bottle of mop hanging on her thigh.

He Mingzhu hugged her thigh, raised her head and yelled again. "mother."

Lin Chuqian lowered her head and felt it was a waste of expression, her temples twitched, the corners of her eyes twitched, and she was so angry that she couldn't speak.

Sheng'er was stunned when she heard that, pointing at He Mingzhu with her little finger, she asked in disbelief, "Mother, why did my sister call you?"

Before he finished speaking, he felt that this sentence seemed a bit strange.

He called her sister, did that mean his mother was also her mother?

The younger sister is his younger sister, but the mother is his own mother!
Sheng'er suddenly felt very wronged. Although her sister's mother was dead, she looked very pitiful now.

But...but then you can't steal your mother from him!
(End of this chapter)