You Are Not My Mommy

Although she was very sure before, Blueberry was not her child, and sometimes she would make a mistake.

"Ah, it's Cherry. Mommy drank a little wine and is tipsy now. Please forgive me, will you?" Marco spread out her hands, ready to hug Blueberry.

Blueberry suddenly smiled, "You are not my Mommy."

"What Cherry?" Marco's smile froze on her face.

"Because I am not Cherry! You can't even tell between me and Cherry. How can you be my Mommy?" Blueberry said with a straight face.

"Who exactly are you?" Marco was confused.

"Guess it!"

"Stop messing around. I'm not feeling well today." Marco glanced at her. She didn't need to be afraid of a little kid.

"My Mommy would never mistake me and Cherry. Although you all think that she is confused sometimes, she will make the mistake."

Marco patted her forehead. She thought she had disguised perfectly, but even a kid could know she was lying.