Quick travel: The paranoid god is spoiled by the apex treasure again

"Lin'er, what do you want to eat?" Shu Ruanruan would not let her son starve, so she squatted down and asked Shu Zilin softly.

"I listen to my mother. I eat whatever she eats." Shu Zi said very sensibly. He is really not picky about food.

Shu Ruanruan smiled and scratched his little nose: "Lin'er is really good, then listen to your mother's arrangements today."

When Feng Simo called Yuan An to talk to him, she whispered something in Shu Zilin's ear.

"Okay, Mom, Lin'er understands." Shu Zilin nodded obediently and let Shu Ruanruan hold his hand and walk in front of Feng Simo.

Shu Ruanruan waited for Yuan An to leave before she walked up to Feng Simo and said, "Mr. Feng, I'm really sorry to bother you to find someone to clean the house for me today. If you don't mind, I'd like to invite you to have a simple meal nearby."

Feng Simo responded without hesitation: "Do you need me to drive?"

Shu Ruanruan shook her head and pointed to a place not far away: "It's just in front, very close."

Feng Simo nodded, and just like before, he did not walk side by side with them, but chose to follow them.

When they were almost at the intersection, Shu Ruanruan noticed that the little guy had a conflicted look on his face. He looked back at Feng Simo from time to time, then raised his head to look at her again. He opened his mouth several times, but finally forced himself to hold back what he wanted to say.

Well, in his heart, mother is still the most important.

Shu Ruanruan felt a little sorry for this little guy who was too sensible. He clearly wanted to be with his father very much, but she didn't want her to be unhappy about it.

"Lin'er, you can hold his hand." Shu Ruanruan squatted down and said softly, then nodded to him with a smile.

"Mom, can I really do this?" Shu Zilin's eyes lit up instantly.

"Of course." He is the child's father. If the child wants to be close to him, she will not stop him. He also does not want to see his four-year-old son struggling with the choice between dad and mom.

Shu Ruan Ruan smiled and squatted down and touched his head: "Go."

"Thank you, Mom." Shu Zilin hugged her, kissed her on the face, turned around and ran over to hold Feng Simo's hand.

Feng Simo naturally heard the conversation between the mother and son, especially when Shu Ruanruan agreed that Shu Zilin could hold his hand, he couldn't help but look at her a few more times: "Ms. Shu, thank you."

Shu Ruanruan just hummed softly without looking at him. She stood up and took Shu Zilin's other hand.

Shu Zilin looked at his left hand being held by his father and his right hand being held by his mother. His big eyes blinked and he even walked in a hopping manner. He shook Feng Simo's hand and then Shu Ruanruan's hand.

So this is what it feels like when his dad and mom hold his hands together.

It would be even better if my sister was here too.

Next time he must take his sister out with him.

Feng Simo held his son's hand. How should I put it? It was wonderful. It was a feeling that only existed between them as father and son.

He looked at Shu Ruanruan, who was watching Shu Zilin playing with a faint smile on her face, and became more determined to ask for her forgiveness and take her home as his wife.

Arriving at the small restaurant for dinner, Shu Ruanruan ordered a few dishes that he and Shu Zilin liked, then turned to ask Feng Simo: "Mr. Feng, what would you like to eat?"

"One more serving of boiled shrimp and fish stew, thank you."