"Yeah, Little Lolo is just here, so I came over." The small milk bag explained.

Luo Yibei stared at him and looked at it, obviously suspicion of his words.

It happened a long time ago, and now the name of the small milk bag and Schloed together, he is a little vigilant.

"Really, that's true!" The small milk bag was set up and stood very seriously.

Luo Yibei's thin lips twitched, it seems to want to say something, the small cell phone ringtone suddenly sounded at this time.

The small milk bag looked at the photo on the caller ID, and the face was bright.

"Little Lolo is coming, I am going out first!"

He seemed to be very busy, and he greeted Luo Yibei and said he left.

Luo Yibei, "..."

Fang Chi Xia's hand held the gang, and looked at his distant figure, and the eyebrows screwed.

what the hell?

She actually thought about whether the small milk package was related to identification and identification. However, the results were so clear that she felt that a child should not be so persistent.

Not much care about this, she called Shilo, let the other side help take care of Xiaoyi, and they went back to the hotel with Luo Yibei.

Xiao Yi and Schloed immediately went straight to the hospital.

In fact, Shi Luo did not figure out what was the last time. This time, Xiao Yi was identified. He was actually in the fog.

The contact person, the blood sample obtained from Luo Yibei with a small milk bag, and the person he sneaked through his own hand to do the identification, handed out the two blood samples, and then waited for the identification result.

The foreign appraisal is much faster than the domestic one, and he is in a relationship. It does not need to wait for such a long time. The next day the appraisal report comes out.

Schloin had something to do, and he flew back to China only one day later.

The appraisal report is for the person to be sent to the hotel where Luoyi North lives.

Going downstairs is a small milk bag. After receiving the report, he still can't understand.

"Uncle, what's the result?" Looking up at the little face, he was full of expectations and asked the doctor who sent the report.

"August 99.4% may be blood relatives!" The man returned to him.

The small milk bag looked at his gaze, and the eyes seemed to bloom in a starlight.

"No problem, my uncle will go first!" The man waved at him.

"Uncle, goodbye!" The little milk bag sent him politely.

I watched the man get on the bus, left, and took the information bag with the identification result and turned into the hotel. On the way upstairs, the small milk bag was very embarrassing at the beginning, like a hot air balloon. Woke up.

The little hand clasped the information bag tightly, and he was so excited that he even pulled out the sweat.

However, when I thought that Luo Yibei knew his attitude after the appraisal yesterday, he was like a spurt of squirting cold water, and the enthusiasm that had just swelled was halved.

The small milk bag went upstairs and walked very slowly. As he walked, he imagined that Luo Yibei knew that he was carrying the reaction after he had done this.

Will he be happy?

Will you be happy with this child?

Will it question the problem with the identification result?

The small milk bag can't imagine Luo Yibei's possible reaction after he personally made the identification. The brain in his small head made up a lot.

Thinking about it, he suddenly became a little uneasy.

He even thought that if he was only a child of Luo Yibei, and there was no relationship with Fang Chi Xia, would Luo Yibei not recognize himself?