C971 He Has Inherited His Mommy's Talent

"How long have you been with Mommy? Do you remember her smell?" Little Bun did not believe it.

Bo Sining puffed up his cheeks and blushed. He said urgently, "Although it did not take long, I like Mommy. I remember Mommy's smell. You believe me! I won't make a mistake in my face, I won't! "

Bo Sining was too anxious, and as he spoke, tears streamed down his face