Mi Zang Jiao Wife: Baby Where to Escape

   "...not Mommy."

  Chen Chen’s red eyes were full of tears. He was young and could not understand what Xiao Ling meant, but he also knew that sister Xiao Ling was not his mother.

  Perhaps Xiaoling's appearance is completely different from the usual gentleness, even with a vaguely hideous face, the little guy whose arm hurts by her pinch has a pale face.

  He tightened his lips and watched the plane fly higher and higher. The physical discomfort and the fear in his heart made the two-year-old child cry.

  Wake up, Mommy and Dad are no longer there.

The flight attendants walked back and forth between the passenger seats, reminding the passengers to pay attention. They saw Chen Chen wearing a pink skirt with red and swollen eyes, aggrieved and wanted to cry, but her little face was tender and lovely, especially the little guy with pure blue eyes and facial features. It's a little bit Western, and people can't help but look at it.

  It can be seen that this little girl is a mixed-race, and one of her parents is probably a foreigner.

  But the lady who took the child on the plane seemed to have no resemblance to the child. She was puzzled, but she couldn’t say anything. She might be other relatives of the child.

  "Madam, do you and the baby need something?" The stewardess saw the child staring at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window and she stopped to ask.

"It's okay, the child is scared the first time on the plane, and it will be fine in a while." Xiaoling laughed softly, patted Chenchen, and gently coaxed the disturbed child, and as he said, he kindly wiped away the tears from the corner of the child's eyes. , The technique of patting is very skillful.

  The young flight attendant kept a gentle smile and a calm tone, looking at the aggrieved little girl. "Is my little sister hungry? My sister will give you some delicious food, okay?"

  Chen Chen sobbed and hit a little hiccup, squeezing her pink lips. "Chen Chen is not a little sister."

His soft voice is sweet, with the tenderness of a child, his round face is beautiful and delicate, he wears a little girl’s wig braids, and he wears a little girl’s pink tutu. No one can see. He is a boy.

  The flight attendant's expression paused, and she couldn't help but looked at Xiaoling.

  Xiaoling’s loving face was stiff for a moment, but it was also a blink of an eye. She rubbed the child's head with a smile. "Chen Chen is so cute, as beautiful as my sister."

   A look of disgust appeared in Xiao Ling's eyes. Lu Shao's pair of children, between Lu Yu's eyebrows and the fake bitch, looked so much like that, they were both disgusting faces.

  Only Chen Chen, who looked like his father, Xiaoling stared at the little guy's cheek, touched and touched, and kissed him on the cheek. "Chen Chen, you will go home when you get off the plane."

  "You are not Chen Chen's mommy." Chen Chen wanted to break the bell.

  "Lady, who is your child?" The stewardess was suspicious. Since getting on the plane, the child has been depressed and said that he is looking for mom and dad. It is obviously that the boy was dressed up as a girl.

  Xiaoling was irritated, but there was nothing strange on her face. "I'm his aunt, taking the child to reunite with his parents. Excuse me, do you have any questions?"

  The flight attendant smiled, did not speak, and left with a polite smile.

  Just when he left, he glanced back and saw that the child vaguely rejected the woman with him. After walking out of the passenger area, he whispered a few words with a colleague beside him, and the two flight attendants around him stared slightly.

   "No way? Children also need various identification documents when they board the plane. How can they be fooled so easily?"

  Especially for international flights, more documents are required. Even babies need various supporting documents. People who abduct children will never stupidly take their children on the plane.