The rolling tears burned Xuanyuan Mo's heart, and also burned the heart of the cold xiao.

Han xiao heartbreakingly stretched out his small fleshy hand to wipe the tears for Duanmu Shi, "Mother don't worry, Xiao Si will definitely be fine."

Looking at the understanding Han Xiao, the self-blame in Duanmu Shi's heart increased.

"xiao'er ..." Duanmu Shi gently took the cold xiao into his arms and lovingly rubbed his little face.

"Mother, I want to save Little Four." The ...