A two-or-three-year-old in a pink princess dress struggled violently in the arms of a woman wearing a pearl diagonal-collared blouse, "No, I won't call you mommy, you are not my mom."
"You've fallen into my hands, and I'll be your mom, and you are my child." The woman had beautiful flowing hair over her shoulders and was dressed in a trendy plain organza glass skirt.
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Yu Longting wrapped his arms around my waist, hiding behind a particularly thick dead tree and whispered with a suppressed chuckle, "To still recognize her despite this appearance, truly the credit goes to a real mother."
"You're laughing now? Our son is dressed up as a little girl and you, as his father, are not heartbroken but actually reveling in this disaster." Seeing Dumpling's half-lost Soul safe and sound provided me much relief, and I rolled my eyes at Yu Longting.
It was indeed odd, considering Dumpling had only been a fetus within the womb.
Yet the Soul appeared to be that of a two-or-three-year-old baby.
Yu Xue was adorably irresistible, making one want to rush over and pinch his chubby cheeks from afar.
Such an adorable baby, and to think he was mine~
Little Dumpling, like a small enraged animal with eyes aflame, furiously tugged at the princess dress made from a special material, "I don't want to be your child, nor wear these strange clothes. I have my own mom."
"Your own mom? Too bad you won't see her again; she'll never find this place." The woman's voice carried a seductive demonic charm, yet there was something painfully familiar about it.
Her pale, slender hands cupped Dumpling's soft, tender face, leaning her lips forward as if to kiss him.
My Little Dumpling went berserk, his neck's skin revealing a layer of fine white scales.
He opened his little mouth, displaying sharp and playful little fangs.
He bit down hard on the woman's wrist, refusing to let go.
The woman, in pain, had a surge of black Demonic Qi escaping her body, white scales climbing her cheeks, her legs suddenly transforming into a snake tail.
With an angry growl, she swung her arm and fiercely threw Little Dumpling away, "Brat, I've given you face; now I've got to teach you a lesson, to respect your elders."
Little Dumpling clung fiercely to the woman's slender wrist, getting swung several times without breaking free.
Until the woman's hand swung towards his little face, my heart felt seared by an intense fire.
I wriggled free from Yu Longting's embrace, unconsciously stamping my foot down.
A Golden Lotus bloomed, carrying me in three steps right beside Little Dumpling.
The Begonia Hairpin in my hand pierced the palm of the woman swinging at Little Dumpling, causing her to kneel in pain on the spot.
The Demon-Breaking Power from the wound eroded her body, making her uncontrollably tremble in terror, "Damned Demon-Breaking Power, the Lin Family people... the Lin family people... ah..."
"Mom, you came to save me, wuu wuu wuu, I thought I would never see you again." Little Dumpling realized it was me and only then did his sharp little teeth let go of the woman's wrist, plunging into my arms.
The tiny body light as a helium balloon, his fluffy head raised, his crystal-like eyes misty as he looked at me, "I knew it, mommy would definitely come to save me."
"Mommy has been so worried, it's all my fault, I didn't protect my Little Dumpling well." I hugged the milk-scented Little Dumpling tightly, tears welling up in my eyes, relieved to have finally found him after he had been lost for so long, "Dumpling, your dad is also here, he's very concerned about your safety too."