Mu Qianqian said don’t move, and Nangong Jiuer really dared not move.

Her body froze in place, but her eyes looked at her daughter worriedly...

Is she angry?

Her daughter looks so pretty even when she is angry.

Nangong Jiuer's eyes fell on Mu Qianqian almost greedily...

Mu Qianqian closed her eyes, suppressed the mania and anxiety that were floating in her heart. When she looked at Nangong Jiuer again, her eyes became admirable and gentle.

"Mom, come home with me!"

The crisp and soft voice was like a feather brushing through my heart.

Soft, bringing a thrill.

Nangong Jiuer's heart was trembling violently.

That mother, that sound of going home was the most beautiful call in the world, and instantly defeated the psychological defense that she had finally built.

She looked at her beautiful and soft daughter, but her ugly appearance reflected in her big eyes.
Chapter completed!