Chapter 76 The Real World

The kid Mo was stunned, "Mother, what did you, what did you say?"

He must have heard it wrong, otherwise why would his mother let him go to bed.

There have been countless times when I saw my mother holding him back on a cold night, but whenever he was woken up by the cold wind, there was no mother's warm embrace, and no comforting bed, the only thing there was was the Xixi cold. wind.

This time, the boy Mo opened his dark eyes. He was afraid. He was afraid that when he closed his eyes and opened them again, such a picture would disappear.

Bei Yutang looked at him dumbfounded, "What's wrong? Are you still here?"

The kid Mo Gui walked towards the bed in a strange manner, when the temperature on his face made his heart tremble slightly.

That warm feeling is so real.

Bei Yutang looked at him dumbfounded, her lips raised slightly, and her fingers gently stroked the tip of his nose, "Little fool, you're back to your senses."

The boy Mo looked at the teasing smile in his mother's eyes, and his little face flushed slightly.

Kid Mo went to bed with the quilt, Bei Yutang smelled a strange smell coming from the quilt, and the dirty quilt surface was so black that the original color could not be seen.

Bei Yutang couldn't help but feel the urge to hold his forehead, the original owner Mu Zhitao was really lazy from the bones.

"I don't need this quilt, we'll share the same bed."

"Oh." The boy Mo replied dumbly.

When he was lying on the bed, Bei Yutang stretched out, and he was so frightened that he froze. Bei Yutang looked at him nervous and scared, but didn't speak, she understood that this was his fear and fear of the original owner, and it could not be eliminated overnight.

Bei Yutang covered his quilt and said softly, "It's late, go to sleep."

"Yeah." The boy Mo nodded shyly.

The boy Mo was lying on the bed with a warm quilt, with his mother lying beside him. It all felt like a dream, so unreal to him.

The boy Mo didn't dare to move, what it was like to sleep in, he kept in that sleeping position.

He didn't dare to move, because he was afraid that he would be disliked by his mother, and she would get out of bed again.

The boy Mo's body was tense, and he glanced at his mother secretly, and turned his head in a panic for fear of being discovered by her.

Bei Yutang naturally knew what he was doing, but he didn't say anything and let him be.

After he repeated, looked and looked, as if he was finally sure that he was not in a dream, he closed his eyes safely and fell asleep.

Bei Yutang closed his eyes as he listened to his well-proportioned breathing. She didn't have a trace of sleepiness, and all she thought about was the future life.

Today's days are precarious, and if it can't be changed, how can she take revenge on Gu Pianran and her men.

She thought a lot, a lot, until the moonlight hung in the middle.

Bei Yutang glanced sideways at the boy Mo, watching him in a deep sleep, still maintaining a rigid body, which shows the unease in his inner world, even in his dreams.

She stretched out her hand to tuck the quilt for him. As soon as her hand touched him, his body trembled slightly, and he muttered, "Mother, don't, don't fight... I was wrong, wrong."

Bei Yutang slightly lifted up, then turned to his body, patted gently, a soft voice sounded in his ears, "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid. Mother won't hit you anymore, and I won't hit you in the future. already."

Perhaps it was her voice that played a role, or perhaps the nightmare passed, and the boy Mo gradually returned to calm.