Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

Chapter 518 Washed White Tiaotiao Wuxin 20

"Mother?" Ling Yun was stunned for a moment, and after looking at Ling Huang, hahaha laughed and leaned back, "Oh, okay, I have been thinking about it for more than 20 years, and finally I have a biological sister, hahaha!"

"Hey." Ling Huang reached out and grabbed Yin'er's braid, "I told you before that I am a man."

Yin'er turned around, blinked ignorantly, "A man?"

"It's the same as you. You and I are both men." Ling Huang pointed to Ling Yun, "A woman like her is a woman. Only a woman can have a baby, and then she can be a mother."

"Well." Yin'er's eyebrows drooped a little, "Mother..."

"I really, am not..."

"Woooo... Mother, don't you want Yin'er?" The little baby pursed her mouth, and said a few words, and big teardrops fell down.

Ling Yun turned off the beauty instrument and covered his mouth while watching the show.

"Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry." Looking at Yin'er's tears, Ling Huang was very reluctant, got out of bed and squatted in front of Yin'er, opening his hands, "I didn't want Yin'er."

"Mother, I want Yin'er." The child stopped crying softly, and looked at Ling Huang seriously with big watery eyes.

With a sigh, "Yes, of course."

"Pfft hahahaha..." Ling Yun couldn't bear it anymore, tears came out of his laughter, "I said, sister, you just follow Yin'er, what a cute kid!"

Ling Huang hugged Yin'er into his arms and patted her to coax her, and said helplessly to Ling Yun: "When you go back and ask your ancestors, you should also ask why both men and women are treated as mothers?"

"The little prince has been searching for a long time, and he used to say that he could not find his mother." The soul-suppressing mirror on the dressing table made a voice, "I don't think he just calls anyone who he looks for, Master Ling Tian, ​​​​you must have He will only admit his mistakes when the little prince is very familiar with it."

"It makes sense." Ling Yun rested his hand on the soul-suppressing mirror when he agreed, "But this little zombie is quite cute, it's cute and painful."

"Auntie..." Yin'er stretched out her hand from Ling Huang's arms to Ling Yun.

"Ouch." Ling Yun quickly squatted over, took Yin'er's hand, took the child into his arms, and hugged him, "Okay, mother is so bad, it made our Yin'er cry, auntie taught him, give Yin'er Get angry!"

"No, I won't teach you a lesson." Yin'er looked at Ling Huang, who was squatting on the ground, aggrieved.

Then he arched his head into Ling Yun's neck, "Mother, it's very good for Yin'er."

"Haha, well, then I won't teach him. But Yin'er, how many years have you been looking for your mother?" Ling Yun asked, stroking Yin'er's back with his hand.

"Yin'er counts." Xiaowa hugged Ling Yun's neck and broke her fingers, "One, two, three, three, three... For more than 300 years, Yin'er can't count."

"Only one mother has been found in more than 300 years? Have you found any other mother before?" Ling Yun asked again.

"No, Yin'er only has one mother, and I just found it." Yin'er's voice was a little sad, "Why, find someone else to be a mother, there is no other mother. Yin'er, I want a mother. For more than 300 years, Yin'er is alone, looking for mother, now, I found it, Yin'er is not alone."

Tongyan Tongyu always seems to be an understatement.

But the long time of more than 300 years has its own heavy weight.

Ling Yun stopped laughing, rubbed the back of Yin'er's head with his hand, and gave Ling Huang a gentle look full of sympathy.

Ling Huang also softened his eyebrows, and shook his head slightly, "Okay, it's time for Yin'er to wash his hands, and we'll eat sweet cake after washing hands!"

Yin'er obediently came out of Ling Yun's arms and asked Ling Huang to take him away.

Yin'er stared at Ling Huang while washing her hands, and asked in a low voice, "Mother, do you want Yin'er?"

"Yes." Ling Huang felt sore in his heart, regretting why he made Yin'er sad again.

Let Yin'er sit on the sofa, Ling Huang fed him cake, and Yin'er asked anxiously: "Mother, do you want Yin'er?"

"Yes!" Ling Huang leaned over and kissed Yin'er on the forehead, "Yin'er is mine, no one can take it away."

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