Mo laughed at the front shop and saw a little boy about five or six years old sitting on the stool at the clinic table. Because he was not tall, he was hanging his feet and swung them back and forth. He looked at him wearing a small blue jacket and two small buns on his left and right sides, and he looked like a lucky doll that walked out of that year's painting.

Mo Xiao was so happy when he saw it. Whose little baby is this? There is no adult around him?

Looking at the red face, Mo Xiao felt his ten fingers itchy.

He walked over two steps and looked at the little bun from someone else's house with a sweet smile. He asked in a flattering manner: "Little brother is so cute. Why did you come to the clinic alone? Where are your adults?"

The little boy looked up at Mo Xiao, and his eyes were like black grapes and turned around, and suddenly he said something amazing: "Sister Mo looks really like my biological mother, why don't you be my mother!"

What does it feel like to begged to recognize your mother by a little bun that is so cute that it can soften granite?

Mo Xiao became rigid first. She hadn't been called enough sister yet. How could she jump to the level and be a mother? But such a cute little bun made a request to you with such a sweet and soft voice, how could you refuse cruelly?

If she is a fatherless orphan, she will recognize her even under the pressure of being gossiped about. But the dress in front of her is obviously a child of a wealthy family, so how could she be an orphan that no one wants?

"Little brother, sister can't be your mother. Have you been separated from your mother? Tell my sister where you live, and I'll ask a fat uncle who is as cute as you to take you back."

"Are you talking about the little fat man at the door? He is not as cute as me? And he is so stupid. At the beginning, he didn't come in. I covered my stomach and said that my stomach hurts, so he immediately let me in. So stupid! I don't want him, just because you look like my mother." Xiao Baozi first despised the little fat man, and later emphasized the fact that Mo Xiao looked like his mother.

"But even if it's like that, that's not the case. Your mother will be sad when she hears you recognize another woman as a mother." Mo Xiao kindly reminded him. At least in her perception, no matter how generous the woman calls her husband a wrong woman for his wife or her son a wrong woman for his mother, he will be sensitive and care about the two things that are so generous.

"But my mother told me in my dream that I should not miss her too much. She also said that if I see a woman like her, I would ask my father to marry me to be a mother. You look like my mother, but you don't want to marry my father, so I came secretly alone. Be my mother, my mother will not be sad. She must be watching me in the sky now. If you don't recognize me, she will be sad."

The little bun had tears in his eyes, and looked at Mo Xiao with a shimmering light. When he pouted his little mouth, the tears swayed, and he was about to burst into tears.

Oh my god, this skill is a hundred times stronger than licorice. Mo Xiao can’t resist the little tears of licorice, let alone the cute kid in front of him.

"Don't cry, sister has candy!" Mo Xiao took out a piece of osmanthus candy from his pocket, quickly peeled the paper clothes outside, stuffed the candy into the mouth of the bun, and successfully stopped the tears that were about to grab the frame. She secretly celebrated in her heart. Fortunately, she just passed two osmanthus candy made by mother Li from the kitchen and put them in her pocket, otherwise she would be helpless.

"How is it? Is it sweet?" Mo Xiao could hear from what Xiao Baozi said just now. His biological mother probably died when he was a little younger. Then he didn't know when he had met the original owner Mo Xiao, and felt that he looked like his mother, so he simply thought that if he looked like him, he could recognize him as his mother. So today, he came out of his family alone and came to the clinic to recognize his relatives.

"Yeah, it's very sweet."

When the little bun has candy, the tears miraculously disappeared without traces. While chewing the candy in his mouth, he asked Mo Xiao: "Did Sister Mo agree to be my mother?"

Well, we're back to the starting point of the problem.

Mo Xiao frowned, "That's not possible. This recognition of relatives is a big deal. Even if you want, you still have to agree with your family. As for your father, he may not agree to you who just pick someone up on the street and recognize your mother."

"Of course my father agrees, you forgot. He took your hand last time, but the vicious little girl actually smashed his head." Xiao Baozi said as he shook his head and said as if he was reciting a poem.

Holding hands, smashing your head...

OK, Mo Xiao knows who this little bun belongs to.

It turns out that it was the son of the boss Zhou who had harassed the original owner Mo Xiao. When Licorice talked about the boss Zhou's tone, her beard, a tiger-back and bear-beard waist, she didn't have to look at her appearance and knew that she was directly leaning towards Zhang Fei and Li Kui. Mo Xiao looked at the little bun in front of her again, with her beautiful eyes and beautiful eyes, and her appearance was like a boy and a girl. At first glance, she knew that she looked like a mother but not a father. Fortunately, his mother's appearance had a strong gene, otherwise, the one in front of her now would not be the cute little bun, but a moldy steamed bun.

Mo Xiao looked at the little bun and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Alas, I originally wanted to find out who it belongs to, so I went to visit my family and had nothing to do, so I could trick the little bun out to play with them in the future. As a result, it was actually from the Zhou family. Fortunately, Licorice was not there. If she knew about it, she would probably take the little bun out directly.

"Sister Mo, you haven't replied to me yet. Do you agree?" Seeing that Mo Xiao sighed and thought for a while, Xiao Baozi asked and asked.

"Your father can't agree, sister Mo, she's too young to be your mother. And if you walk out like this, your family will definitely be anxious to look for you everywhere. You can go back quickly."

"My father is not in a hurry. When his mother was there, he often went home to play with me, but now he can't see anyone all day long. The girls and mothers all say that my father is making money for me in the gambling hall, but I don't have money, but the one who is not bad is his mother. If he doesn't go find a mother for me, why are he going to make money?"

Although Xiao Baozi is still a child, this theory is very good. Yes, his mother is not bad, so his father can't handle it, so he took action.

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The heroine traveled over and didn’t have a bun?

No, I am a big guy anyway, right? Is there any Mo Xiao who doesn’t have the final say? I have the final say. Hehe, the heroine doesn’t have it. Will you get one from another to go there temporarily?

Haha, I'm satisfied, the little bun appears.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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