He seems to be very thin-skinned, but he is very calm: "Aunt Xin."
In Mu Zhao¡¯s eyes, Sheng Jiu is just a teenager, and he is very sensible.
Mu Zhao doesn¡¯t think too much. He always feels that his brother loves his sister and it doesn¡¯t matter if they have a closer relationship.
She smiled in relief and said, "Did Qiqi wet the bed again?"
When Xiao Qi was called, she buried her face in the crook of her neck and secretly winked at Sheng Jiu. It was like saying, Brother Jiu, don't complain, otherwise Qi Qi's butt will hurt.
"It's a pity that her ninth brother has never been able to lie since he was a child.
He hummed quietly, and his eyes became warm for a few seconds, "Aunt Xin, don't blame Qiqi, she is still young, she is a little baby."
Mu Zhaoshen felt that this child Sheng Jiu was very sensible, very observant and considerate of others, which was completely inconsistent with his cold appearance on the outside.
She naturally would not blame him, "Your father said that you are going to Switzerland soon. I came over to take a look and wanted to ask if you have any additional belongings that you need to buy so that I can buy them for you."
Sheng Jiu felt warm in his heart. Ever since he became sensible, he knew that he was different from normal children.
Other children are born from birth to mother, but he is different.
He is the result of human scientific research. He has no father or mother. He is just a clone product that imitates his father's DNA.
He doesn¡¯t even know how long he can live.
It may be like all children, and it may live to old age; it may also be that it may not see the sun in the next second.
His life is full of unknowns, but he cherishes every minute of his life.
His father supported him, and the woman in front of him made him feel the warmth of maternal love for the first time.
He shook his head, "Thank you Aunt Xin, Xiaojiu has packed everything."
Mu Zhao took his handsome facial features, looked at them carefully, and waved to him, "Come here."
As she said that, she put Qiqi down.
Sheng Jiu was a little overwhelmed. This was the first adult woman that he couldn't resist.
Her eyes were so gentle and kind, and there was a lingering impulse in his heart. How great would it be if he had such a mother?
He walked over and looked at the young and beautiful woman with clear eyes, "Aunt Xin."
Mu Zhao reached out and touched his short black hair, with soft eyes, "Xiaojiu, you are a sensible child. However, your mind is extremely sensitive. Your father and I both hope you will be happy, and I don't like you to compete. What do other children lack? If you want, you can call me mom, and I will fulfill my responsibilities as a mother to you. What do you think?"
At this time, the sun shone in through the window, and the woman stood against the light, looking like an angel descending from the sky, which made him feel infinite yearning and emotion in his heart.
Sheng Jiumo¡¯s black pupils moved, and his lips that had been thinned for a long time moved, and then he softly said the noun he had practiced countless times in his dreams, "MomMomMom~"
Mu Zhao¡¯s eyes were a little moist, probably because his heart was touched. He squatted down and hugged him, ¡°Be good!¡±
Although Qiqi was only four years old, she didn't understand anything. She knew that she had a biological brother, so she squeezed in to join in the fun, "Qiqi also wants to hug, Qiqi also hugs Mommy¡¯s hug also needs Brother Ninth¡¯s hug¡¡±
After all, Sheng Jiu is a bit older, not to mention that he feels older in his heart.
So he felt embarrassed and shy. He quickly left Mu Zhao's arms and stretched out his hand to Qiqi, "Don't pester Mom. Mom has just recovered and needs more rest. Brother Ninth will take you to the studio and teach you how to paint." Painting." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com