Carla Carr couldn't remember how many hours later, the plane landed.
Getting off the plane, A City was brightly lit in the deep night.
She casually found a luxurious hotel to stay in, carrying a small password box and holding the room card. Just as she swiped the door open and hadn't entered yet, a fluffy little bundle clung to her leg.
Carla Carr hadn't reacted to what it was yet, she looked down.
Glanced for two seconds: "!!!"
The little girl looked about two or three years old, with rosy cheeks and big eyes, holding onto her leg and wouldn't let go...
"Cough cough..." She coughed twice, dropped the password box from her hand, and squatted down, "Little sister... You, you might have mistaken me for your mom!"
The little girl held onto her, looking ready to go in and sleep with her.
Carla Carr was stunned for a moment: "Little sister~ You really seem to have gotten the wrong mom... I'm not your mom~"
