When he was in a daze, JinBaobao broke free from his grip and whispered in her ear.

　　"Mommy, wing told me that every mommy loves her BaoBao the most. So... Mommy, do you like me?"

　　The child's words were as soft as the fluffy hair, sliding across her ears.

　　It was very light, but just in time, which made her moved.

　　She turned around and looked at JinBaobao's expectant face. She was silent for a moment. Thinking of that she was dominated by hatred when she woke up, she forced herself to ignore JinBaobao.

　　She pretended that she couldn't see him, and she only wanted to seek relief, but she...