"Mother..." he called out softly.
This gentle call seemed to instantly break through the mountains and seas, the insurmountable distance of time that once separated them.
Ying Ji's brows trembled, he slowly blinked, and suddenly a different kind of moisture appeared in his phoenix-like eyes, his nose tip also turned red abruptly.
She sniffled, tossed aside the feather duster in her hand, and her fingers vented their frustration by vigorously scraping the scales off the green-headed fish.
She turned her head to the side, her eyes looking elsewhere, her voice drifted in the wind: "You still know in your heart that I'm your mother... If I hadn't come to find you today, until when were you planning to hide it from me?"
Baili An softly called 'Mother' again: "You can scold me all you want, but I'm already grown up, yet you still pull down my pants with other women around..."
"Stop diverting the topic!"
