"What if your mother is willing to let you stay with the Qin family?" Qin Mo's voice was hoarse.
Qin Xuan raised his eyes and stared at Qin mo. After a long time, he slowly said,"Uncle, do you want me?"
"Yes, I want to take care of you personally." qin mo smiled warmly and carried qin xuan.
This was a warmth that Qin Xuan couldn't refuse.
Qin Xuan had been certain that he wanted to live with his mother, but now he hesitated.
To Qin Xuan, his mother was the one who gave birth to him, but she wasn't his family. Only after he came to Qin Mo's side did he feel what family was.
One couldn't help but want to get closer.
Qin Xuan bit his lower lip. His little face was also unbelievably beautiful.
finally, he slowly leaned into qin mo's arms. it was a warm and broad embrace that could carry all of the little boy's thoughts.
At that moment, he wanted to cry, but he remembered that yihuan had told him that he was a boy, so he held it in.
