Da Bao Su Xiao Mo, a child with such a delicate face as if carved from jade. Though only four years old, his teeth were red and white, and while he was still chubby like an infant, you couldn't hide the depth in his eyes.,"Brother is stupid, mother must be having a nightmare. Mother, I'll wipe the sweat from your forehead for you." Another crisp, ethereal and lingering voice also came over.,Su Yunchin came to her senses, looking at the pair of children before her, slowly composed herself, and placed a hand on each child's head.。