Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

As soon as the little guy heard this, he immediately raised his face to look at Shangguan Yu, a pair of beautiful and special glass eyes glittering.

He nodded his little head vigorously and said, "Pretty."

He pointed his little finger to his eyes and said with a little excitement as Shang Guan Yu: "Mom's eyes are blue, the same color as the sea and gems, mother's nose and mother's mouth are very beautiful. My mother looks the most beautiful when she smiles, much more beautiful than the mothers of other children."

Only when he talks about the "mother", he is willing to speak so much.

"Papa Shangguan, An An's children in the kindergarten all look like their parents. Why are An's eyes not like father or mother? Father's eyes are dark brown, mother's eyes are blue, An'an Why is this color? An An’s eyes are different from those of other children. They are all black, only An An’s is this strange color.” The little guy was a little depressed and gloomy.

"An An's eye color is not strange. An An's eye color is the most special and the most different. It is different from anyone's. Only An An's eyes are of this color in the world. They are unique. There is no one except An An. It's also special to have a mother's eyes." Shangguanyu said.

The little guy looked at Shangguanyu, did not speak, still seemed not very happy.

"Does An An think her eyes are beautiful?" Shangguan Yu saw this and changed his way to enlighten him.

The little guy nodded, and then shook his head: "Pretty, but different from others."

Special, always attracts special attention, which is incompatible with personality.

"Are there any kids in the kindergarten who praised our An An's eyes as beautiful?" Shangguan Yu asked again.

The little guy thought for a while, then pursed his small mouth, nodded, but shook his head again.

"Talk to Dad Shangguan, do anyone praise our An An's eyes as beautiful?"

"The children with braids said that An An has beautiful eyes, and those with short hair said..."

"What did you say?"

"Say I am different from them."

"Does An'an think that the children with braids are speaking the truth, or the children with short hair are speaking the truth?"

The little guy thought for a while, and then replied, "Those kids with pigtails."

"why?"

"Because they smiled when they said that An An had beautiful eyes."

Shangguan Yu rubbed the little guy’s head, smiled and nodded: “That’s right, those short-haired kids obviously don’t look as good as our An An, so these words make us An An unhappy, An An and mother She’s eyes are the most beautiful. Grandma Shangguan likes An An’s eyes the most. She praises An An’s eyes every day at home. How could it be unsightly? The more different things are, the more unique."

The little guy who was successfully enlightened laughed, moved his little **** from Shangguanyu’s lap into Shangguanyu’s arms, and then raised his little head and begged milkily: "Shangguan father, you can tell An An about mom’s Is it okay? Does my mother like to eat lollipops? I see a picture of my mother eating a lollipop, and whether my mother has a kitten, I see a picture of a kitten, and the kitten’s eyes are still Same as mom’s."

The little guy likes to hear Shangguanyu talk about his mother the most. In many cases, he prefers to be close to Shangguanyu than Jun Moyan who hasn't smiled for half a month.