The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

Mo Chengning entered the room, looked around but saw no one, and finally locked his eyes on the bed. There seemed to be a person lying there, with his back to the door.

Mo Chengning was a little scared and turned back to look for Mo Xiao. When he saw Mo Xiao standing at the door, Mo Chengning felt at ease.

The little guy walked forward slowly with his short legs, wanting to see what his mother looked like, but she couldn't see her with her back turned to him. He thought for a while, first threw his tiger head doll on the bed, and then moved his hands and feet He then started to crawl onto the bed, crawling for a long time, but he only had two little arms hanging on the edge of the bed, and his two short legs were still dangling under the bed, unable to get up.

No matter how precocious Mo Chengning is, he is only a baby less than two years old. His body is still very small and soft, and he does not have that much strength.

His tormenting caused Lu Jiuqing to wake up.

Lu Jiuqing had become lethargic since waking up. He slept a lot and his sleep became lighter. He opened his eyes when he was disturbed by the rustling movements.

When she turned around, she saw a little baby crawling onto her bed.

Lu Jiuqing's eyes suddenly widened, and he opened his mouth to shout, but his eyes fell on the tiger-headed doll next to the baby. She didn't recognize this little doll, but she was familiar with this tiger-headed doll. Wasn't it the one she made with her own hands and gave to her son? How could it appear here now?

Lu Jiuqing's heart was beating wildly. He realized something and looked at the little baby suddenly.

The little baby was still swinging his short legs and trying hard to climb onto the bed. Just when his face was red from holding it in, he felt a pair of hands reaching out, pinching his armpits and gently picking him up. The next moment, he sat in a warm place. in the arms.

As soon as Mo Chengning raised his head, he met a pair of eyes.

Lu Jiuqing finally saw the little baby's face clearly. It was a face that he could recognize at a glance even if he saw her for the first time.

This doll... looks so much like Mo Xiao. It is almost carved from the same mold as Mo Xiao. Also, the court painter was very skilled and showed the charm of this little guy in every possible way. The little baby sitting in my arms now seemed to have stepped out of those paintings.

"Are you... Ning Ning?" Lu Jiuqing suppressed the turmoil in her heart and spoke to the little guy as gently as possible. She was afraid that she would scare the little guy if she was too excited.

Mo Chengning's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard the other party calling him: "I am Ning Ning, are you my mother?"

Lu Jiuqing's eyes turned red, and she couldn't help but hugged Mo Chengning into her arms, choking and saying, "Yes, I am my mother, I am Ning Ning's mother."

"My Ning Ning, mother finally sees you and can finally hug you with her own hands."

This is different from seeing it in a painting.

She has not held her child since birth, and has not even had time to feed her a sip of milk.

Mo Chengning snuggled into her mother's arms obediently and couldn't help but rub her in, feeling a little happy in her heart. Mother's arms are different from father's. Father's arms are wide but hard, but mother's arms are fragrant, soft and comfortable, and Ning Ning likes them very much.

Lu Jiuqing was afraid of scaring the child, so he quickly calmed down, pulled Mo Chengning out of his arms, held him in front of him, and said with a smile: "Mom, I'm so happy to see Ning Ning for the first time. ”

Mo Chengning also grinned: "Ningning is happy too."