Chapter 2172: I just want to keep you alive, alive!

Ning Xuemo smiled at the overlord flower and the twisted villain.
Xiao Nianmo is kind of imaginative. Naturally, she wouldn't take a child's graffiti in her heart and scoop it back to the table.
A gust of wind blew and turned the paper over, and Ning Xuemo discovered that there was still text on the back of the paper.
The words are also written by Xiao Nianmo, and they are neat.
It was those words that made Ning Xuemo confused.
The words written above are: Dalian, Xiaolian, baby ...
Ning Xuemo pulled a corner of his lips.
Dalian, Xiaolian?
Could it be that this kid did not draw overlord flowers, but lotus? He even got a name ...
Look at that lineman again, this is the baby in his mouth?
Is this kid figurative that he copied this here, as boring as a boy sitting lotus?
Alas, he would actually draw a stream of consciousness ...
Ning Xuemo couldn't help but smile, his eyes fell on a vase on the table, a lotus in the vase was opening, and the fragrance was overflowing.
Ning Xuemo stared at the lotus for a moment, the smile on the corner of his lips dimmed ...
Great God, our son is really smart!
If something really happens this time, not only will I be sorry for you, I will not be able to live ...
She closed her eyes slightly, and the entire Mo Gong was staring at her. She must not be vulnerable ...
No one knows how tired she is, and no one knows how scared she is when she never finds her son! But no arm made her lean.
She used to be a powerful backing behind God Jiuli, but now she will carry it regardless of wind and rain ...
Her hands and feet are still cold until now!
"Big God, when are you coming back? When are you coming back?"
In her mind, there was the expression of the Jiuli when she jumped the black hole as a sacrifice before crossing it ...
He almost vowed that he would never fall in love with her again if he was reborn ...
He looked almost crazy at the time, but she couldn't help it.
Wouldn't he hate her so much that she wouldn't be born again?
Numerous speculations rolled in Ning Xuemo's mind.
"Slap!" Suddenly she accidentally pinched her pen ...
She seemed to be unaware of the bamboo thorns piercing her palm. For a long while, she sighed lowly: "Big God, even if you don't love me anymore, I hope you can be born again soon."
I just want to keep you alive, alive!
It doesn't matter if you love me or not ...
The familiar pain in the heart turned up again--
She closed her eyes slightly, waiting for the pain to pass.
"Baby ... doll ..." Suddenly Xiao Nianmo, who was asleep, turned over suddenly, muttering a few vague words in his mouth: "Companion to me ... I am bored ..."
Ning Xuemo was stunned first, then his heart seemed to be stabbed!
She felt she had overlooked a problem.
The son is so old that she never bought him decent children's toys ...
The main reason is that the boy's usual behavior is too precocious, making people think of buying him things like that ...
For example, rattles, dolls, and some educational toys.
When she was pregnant with him, she bought some, but unfortunately those things were destroyed too early.
She thought for a while. Although she can easily condense a few ragdolls now, she always feels less sincere ...
She felt guilty for her son, so she wanted to go out and get some toys for her son—
Calling Qi Qi and Teng Snake to keep them here, she went out overnight.