A hint of determination flashed in Amor Ovis' innocent eyes, "Yes, for Mommy."

Cupid Ovis quickly moved his short legs as planned and moved closer to the figure at the door.

"Uncle." Stretching out his soft hand, Cupid Ovis lifted his pretty little face and looked at Blaky Sudan.

While waiting for Ferve to pick up the car, Blaky Sudan felt someone pulling at him and unconsciously lowered his head.

But immediately he saw a pretty little face, the cold in the fund inexplicably softened, and Blaky Sudan squatted patiently, "Whose child are you? Why are you here alone?"

"Me, I can not find my mom... Can uncle take me?"...