Even a mother couldn't be fair in front of so many children.
The love she received was minimal.
However, Bo Yi loved her and protected her. It was as if he wanted to give her all the good things and let her live a life that she had never dared to dream of. If this was a dream, she would rather not wake up from it. If this was a trap wrapped in sugar-coated bullets, she was willing to do what he wanted.
bo yi held her in his arms. when she was almost done crying, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead bit by bit, kissing her brows and eyes.
The temperature on his lips was a little cold.
However, it was burned by her tears.
Those tears were all flowing for him.
An mu sat on his lap, her hands wrapped around his neck, and her upper body was snuggled in his arms. Bo Yi lowered his head slightly, and his lips kissed her from her forehead to her eyebrows, then to her delicate little nose, all the way down, and finally, he said,
