Chapter 1484 Mommy, What Am I to You? (1)

As he got older, his mischief became more and more powerful.

Xiao Meibao was a little aloof.

Except for her daddy, mommy, and brother, she didn't like to play with other children.

It seemed that she had lost her patience.

When she was playing with a new little boy before, the boy wanted to play with her little plane and asked her to exchange it, but Xiao Meibao slapped him away with a slap, which made the boy cry.

But when the boy cried, she got even more annoyed.

Sangxia came over helplessly and said to her casually, "You can't bully his little brother."

As a result, Xiao Meibao pouted and threw away the little plane and shouted, "He is not my little brother!"

Then he ran away with a stern look.

Little brother is not something that anyone can call casually.

Sangxia was stunned, and finally could only sigh helplessly at her little figure.

Maybe she knew that her daughter was blaming him for not letting her meet a little guy.

But according to her daddy's meaning, he didn't want them to meet for the rest of his life.

She was caught in the middle, how could she deal with it?

In fact, it has been a short time since they separated. Sang Xia did not expect that her daughter would have such a good memory, or maybe Xiao Xiaobai had cast a spell on her, and she could not forget him.

She often lost her temper at some point.

For example, when she bullied the little boy and made him cry.

Later, when Sang Xia and Rong Zhan mentioned this matter, Rong Zhan firmly believed that it was not long enough. The child was so young that he could not remember anything at that time. There would always be a day when his daughter would completely forget Xiao Xiaobai.

It has been more than half a year since Sang Xia brought the two cubs to G City last time.

Rong Zhan went out, and Sang Xia took care of the two cubs in the hotel.

As time passed, they grew up, and Sang Xia's heart became more and more empty day by day.

Because soon, they would enter the base to receive training and systematic learning and education.

This means that they will spend less time with her.

Like many mothers, she would worry about whether the children can adapt and whether they can learn well.

G City.

After lunch that afternoon, Sang Xia finished her work and went to rest with them.

Xiao Meibao fell asleep on the bed with her legs up in the air. She was sleeping soundly. The room was a little hot and she was sweating a little. Sang Xia went to the bathroom and came back to wipe her forehead and face carefully and gently.

Xiao Ba Wanghua was playing with cars in the living room of the hotel's presidential suite. He couldn't keep his hands idle all day.

He seemed to be particularly displeased with those robot cars. He would tear them apart after getting them and then reassemble them. However, he was too careless and often lost small parts.

Every time his father saw the mess he made, he would scold him.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door. He immediately pricked up his ears and widened his eyes. Then he looked at the mess of parts on the ground. He quickly covered the uneven ground with a carpet, as if he would not be discovered by anyone.

Then he stood up and ran to the room to find his mother.

"Mommy, mommy! Daddy seems to be back!"

Little Tyrant Flower rushed in, shouting.

The three-year-old Little Tyrant Flower is no longer the same as before, and has already-