Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"How old are you bastard? How long will it take to grow up looking at such a small one? Will I go? Can I speak? I don't seem to hear him yet."

"Five months and seventeen days." Jun Moyan replied.

"Isn't he a year old?" Ace smiled secretly, watching Jun Moyan feeding the little guy with a fatherly expression, the more he smiled, the more he couldn't control it.

"Tsk tusk tusk, the third young master, who is famous at home and abroad, is a dangerous person who can set off three waves with a frown. He is a dad."

"I really didn't expect it. I was looking at you who didn't need a woman the least, but he was the first to be a father, earlier than your brother named Shangguan."

Speaking of Shangguanyu, a woman appeared in Ace's mind...

After leaving Wuyuan, Ace, who told Jun Moyan to return to the holy city, drove around the capital alone.

He seemed aimless, but he seemed to be moving around an area.

Finally at sunset, he drove to one place.

There is a fence there. Black iron railings are used on the fence as a safety net, but it does not affect the line of sight. He can see the beautiful grass inside and the group of clean people.

He sat in the car, through the glass window, fixedly looking at the girl drawing on the grass in the fence.

The girl was wearing a plain white dress, sitting on a stool, with long hair shawl to the waist, and a quiet face.

The sunset today is beautiful, and the girl raised her eyes from time to time to look at the distant horizon, probably the scene in the horizon.

Surrounded by her are several children with paintbrushes and drawing plates, all learning her painting.

"Sister Yaoyao, there is a car outside. Look, that car is so beautiful." A little girl with pigtails pointed to the car outside the fence.

The girl named Yaoyao subconsciously looked at it, then smiled, and said, "It's beautiful."

"Sister Yaoyao, do you know how to draw a car? Can you teach us how to draw a car?"

"Do you want to paint a car? Okay." She put down what was in her hand, and then took a new paintbrush and used a new drawing paper.

"Sister Yaoyao, just draw the car outside."

"The one outside? But what should I do if the car is half painted and drove away?"

"No, I went to the owner of the car and said."

As the little girl said, she vigorously lifted the easel and walked towards the wall.

"Tongtong, slow down."

The girl quickly followed.

The other children also gathered around.

The little girl successfully placed the easel on the side of the wall, and then grabbed the two black railings with her two little hands and shouted at the front glass window.

"The kind people inside, can you stop here for a while? Your car is so beautiful. We want to paint your car, can we?" the little girl shouted politely.

"Hey Tongtong."

The girl feels not so good and wants to stop it.

The black Bentley outside the wall suddenly sounded its horn.

Everyone heard a sound.

"Look, Sister Yaoyao, he agreed." The little girl happily pointed outside and responded to her car and shouted at her sister Yaoyao.

All the children were happy, and said thank you one after another to the car.

The girl was a little surprised and couldn't help but look to the car window, but the car window was closed, the glass was still one-way, and she couldn't see the person sitting inside.

The little girl named Tongtong moved the stool over.

"Sister Yaoyao, quickly draw it."

The girl regained her senses, retracted her inquisitive gaze, then took the stool, politely nodded to the driver's seat to express her gratitude, then sat down in front of the easel and quickly started drawing.