Mo Shisheng squatted down, her head aching, and met the boy's gaze. "What's your name?"
"Yin'er's name is Bei Yin, sister, you can't abandon Yin'er, Yin'er is very good..."
In the end, Bei Yin was almost in tears, his eyes slightly red, his lips gently pursed, and a look of distress appeared on his fair, round face.
Seeing this, Mo Shisheng sighed softly, "Don't cry."
Hearing Mo Shisheng tell him not to cry, Bei Yin nodded vigorously, then raised his other hand and rubbed his eyes hard until they were red. "Yin'er, don't cry! Yin'er will listen to his sister!"
"Is it Yin'er?"
Mo Shisheng raised her hand and gently pinched Bei Yin's fair and tender face. It was chubby and felt quite nice, but it was a bit too cold. She glanced at Bei Yin's clothes and realized that even in such cold weather, he was only wearing a thin shirt. No wonder his face was so cold.
"Yes! My name is Yin'er!"
Feeling Mo Shisheng pinching his cheek, Bei Yin's eyes lit up. "Sister likes to pinch Yin'er's cheeks, so Yin'er will let sister pinch them!"
"..."
Hearing Bei Yin's childish words, Mo Shisheng glanced at him indifferently, reached out and picked him up, wrapping her wide sleeves around him. Although it wasn't very warm, it could at least ward off the cold.
"Whose child are you?"
Held in Mo Shisheng's arms, Bei Yin was incredibly obedient, not daring to move. His fair, round face was tightly taut, and his obsidian-like eyes were fixed on the scene.
"I...I don't even know whose child I am..."
Bei Yin thought for a moment, and in the end, he realized he didn't know whose child he was. Looking at Mo Shisheng's slightly cold face, his lips trembled, and he almost cried again. He reached out and gently touched Mo Shisheng's face. "Sister, don't be angry, Yin'er..."
"hand."
Mo Shisheng glanced at Bei Yin indifferently, noticing that his eyes had reddened again, and reached out to put his cold hand down. "It's so cold, why did you take it out? Aren't you afraid of the cold?"
Hearing Mo Shisheng's words, Bei Yin stared at her blankly, momentarily stunned, before cautiously asking, "Is Sister concerned about Yin'er?"
No cherry blossoms
"..."
Upon receiving the answer, the light in Bei Yin's eyes dimmed slightly. He pursed his lips and lowered his head slightly, as if he were deeply hurt.
Mo Shisheng glanced at Bei Yin, but didn't bother to explain further. She carried Bei Yin into the inn, thinking that Jiang Ge and Jiang Yao were still sleeping.
It wasn't very early, and going in like this might wake them, so we asked for another guest room, right next to the repair shop.
Mo Shisheng put Bei Yin on the ground. "Can you take a bath by yourself?"
"Uh-huh!"
When Mo Shisheng asked him, Bei Yin nodded emphatically, a slight blush appearing on his fair face. "Yin'er can bathe himself. Yin'er is a man!"
"Go ahead, the hot water is inside."
Mo Shisheng pointed to the back of the screen, "You can sleep here tonight, and I'll send you back tomorrow."
As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Shisheng felt a weight on her leg. She frowned slightly and looked down to see Yin'er clinging tightly to her leg, his face tense. "Sister, are you going to leave Yin'er again? Sister, please don't go? Yin'er is scared... Yin'er is all alone here, Yin'er is scared..."
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