This, this, this...
Mu Mian was momentarily flustered.
Gong Heng on the side narrowed his eyes.
This little ball of flesh, calling Mianmian "Mommy"...
Xu Yuan came with Jing Huan, holding Little Yueliang's hand. Who knew that as soon as the elevator opened, Little Yueliang would bounce out.
She grabbed onto Mu Mian's thigh.
The little head rubbed against it.
Mu Mian quickly regained her composure, squatting beside Little Yueliang with a gentle smile on her face, touching her baby-fat cheeks with endless doting, "Little Yueliang, have you been good?"
Little Yueliang, with her cute, large eyes, sweetly smiled, "Good, good, good... been good... miss Mommy..."
Mu Mian touched her plump little head, "Little Yueliang, what brings you to the hospital?"
"Ranran's Mommy is sick, Little Yueliang is here to see Mommy."
