Dragon Ball Super God Copy

When he turned around and was about to leave, suddenly, the corner of his clothes was tugged twice.

The force was so light that if she hadn't felt some resistance, she probably wouldn't have noticed it.

He looked down at the corner of his clothes suspiciously, only to see a white and tender little hand.

Ming Yutong stared blankly at the little boy in front of him. He was six or seven years old, and he was a very good-looking boy who carved jade in pink.

The white and tender face is like a glutinous rice dumpling, which makes people want to take a bite.

I don’t know if water will come out if I pinch it.

The cheeks are a little red, and the big black and white eyes are clear and clean, covered with mist and shining inside.

A small pink mouth moved pitifully.

Ming Yutong's heart suddenly softened.

If her child... I think it would be around this age.

I don’t know if he will be as cute as this little boy.

Most definitely.

Fu Yin is tall and handsome, and she herself is not bad in appearance. No matter which of their children looks more similar, they will be very good-looking.

Thinking of that child, Ming Yutong's heart was hammered hard.

When she was taken home in a state of confusion, she even thought about seeing a psychiatrist to seal up that memory.

But in the end, she couldn't bear it.

It was the remaining child of her ten-month pregnancy, although she had never even seen what it looked like.

But she doesn't want to forget that she has a child.

Even if they meet again, the child will not recognize her.

"Auntie, what's wrong with you?" The little boy's soft voice brought Ming Yutong back to his senses.

Sensing the soreness in her eyes, she reached out and touched it, and the tears hanging on her eyelashes fell on her fingertips.

Ming Yutong was shocked and suppressed the sourness in her heart, but when she looked at the little boy again, she still couldn't help but have red eyes.

"I'm fine." Ming Yutong sniffed, squatted down, and looked level with the little boy.

Looking closer, I found that the little boy was far more beautiful than when I took a quick look.

His facial features were vaguely familiar, but for the moment I couldn't remember who he looked like.

"Auntie is okay, how about you? What do you want from me?" Ming Yutong asked softly.

For some reason, the little boy was fine just now, but now his eyes turned red when he saw Ming Yutong speaking so gently.

Seeing that there was more and more water vapor in his big eyes, Ming Yutong felt very distressed.

Because someone had robbed her child, she liked children very much, but she had never been like this before. When she saw the other person crying, she wanted to tear out her heart.

Ming Yutong was also anxious. He quickly took out a tissue and gently wiped the little boy's tears.

The tissue was very soft, but the little boy's skin was so tender that Ming Yutong didn't dare to touch it for fear of breaking the skin, so she could only carefully use the tissue to press the tears on his face.

"Tell Auntie, what's your name?" Ming Yutong asked softly.

"Auntie, you can call me Jing Shi, little kid." Jing Shi blushed slightly as she said that, "You can also call me... call me Shi Bao."

No one in the family has ever called him that.

Dad sometimes calls him Xiaozi, sometimes Jingshi, and grandparents call him Xiao.

However, what he wanted most was to hear his mother call him Shibao.

However, he is already 7 years old this year, and he is no longer a child of two or three years old.

It's too shameful to call me baby.

Therefore, it is barely acceptable to call him Shibao.

"Then...what would you like me to call you?" Ming Yutong deliberately teased him.

The little boy said this, he must have wanted her to call her Shibao.

so cute.

Ming Yutong couldn't help but wanted to say a few more words to him.

"I...I always wanted to hear my mother call me Shi Bao." Jing Shi said shyly.

"Hasn't your mother ever called her that?" Ming Yutong asked softly. For such a cute child, she could be called anything.

Jing Shi shook his head and whispered: "I don't know where mom is. The first word I can say is mom. But mom is not here. At home, there are only grandparents and dad. Other children have their moms calling. Nickname. Call me Guaiguai, call me Baby."

"It's just me, no mother. Since I was a child, I've always wanted to hear my mother call me Shi Bao and tell me that I'm her baby too." She twisted her head, lowered her beautiful head, and twisted her body in embarrassment.

The more he spoke, the sadder he became, and his soft voice was choked with sobs.

Ming Yutong's tears welled up unconsciously.

The little guy in front of me must be crying by the sound of his voice.

That's why he lowered his face, not wanting her to see his embarrassment when he cried.

Such a cute and strong little guy.

Ming Yutong quickly wiped her tears, sniffed, and called softly: "Shi Bao."

Jing Shi's thin shoulders visibly stiffened, and she finally raised her head tremblingly.

Sure enough, the little guy cried.

Crystal clear tears hung on his delicate and white face, and his eyes were misty with moisture.

This kind of thing hit Ming Yutong hard in his heart.

"Auntie, do you think mom doesn't like me, so she doesn't want me anymore?" Jing Shi asked softly, twitching constantly.

Ming Yutong couldn't think of anything, so she hugged Jing Shi directly into her arms, hugging his small body and feeling that her heart was about to break.

It's strange, I liked him very much from the first moment I saw him.

It was as if something was holding me in my heart. When I saw him, I closed my eyes with him. It was a feeling of being connected to my heart.

Seeing him cry made her feel even more uncomfortable, and before she knew it, she started crying too.

Ming Yutong shook his head repeatedly: "No, Shi Bao is so cute, what mother would be reluctant to have you?"

---Digression---Three updates~