Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"An An belongs to the two of us and grew up in my stomach. Why is it like you and not me?" Wen Xiaoai asked Jun Moyan again.

Jun Moyan explained: "Maybe because An An is a boy, if it's a girl, it's like you."

Wen Xiaoai: "I like that An An is a boy."

Jun Mo Yan said, "If you are a girl, it's good to be like you."

If it's a girl, like Wen Xiaoai, the little guy probably won't be so lack of love to get sleepwalking.

Wen Xiaoai shook his head: "I like An'an like you."

Jun Moyan looked at her, smiled, and rubbed the corners of her crying eyes with his fingers, full of distress.

"Will An An look like you when he grows up in the future?" Wen Xiaoai asked again, curious and caring about everything about the little guy.

"Yes."

"Will that look so special?"

"What's wrong? Don't you want An An to be particularly like me?"

Wen Xiaoai shook his head: "I don't want to be particularly like Junmoyan, Junmoyan is Junmoyan, Anan is Anan, and Anan is the baby of the two of us. We can be a little bit like, but not particularly like, because Junmoyan is unique. ."

Jun Moyan stroked her face, looked at her, a thousand words gathered together, but he did not open his mouth for a long time.

He had a lot to say, but he didn't know how to express, who was always bad at speaking. He couldn't speak as delicately and richly, and he couldn't speak bluntly like Wen Xiaoai, so he didn't say anything, just reached out and hugged her.

Although Wen Xiaoai simply doesn't understand the world, he can understand Jun Moyan's heart, so even if he didn't say it, only this hug, Wen Xiaoai knew everything.

She smiled and hugged him back, silent and silent.

Jun Moyan took Wen Xiaoai to the dining room. The little guy was sitting on his exclusive dining chair, staring at the entrance of the dining room with his eyes wide open.

When they finally saw the two come in, the little guy's tensed expression was moved, his expression relaxed, but his heart tense.

"An An." Wen Xiaoai called the little guy for the first time.

"Miss Wen." Xiaocha couldn't help calling Wen Xiaoai, feeling excited.

Wen Xiaoai, who was about to walk towards the little guy, turned to look at Xiaocha, and suddenly he was emotionally up again.

"Xiaocha~" She stretched out her arms towards Xiaocha, and at the same time, she walked towards Xiaocha, her tears a little out of control.

"I miss you so much..." Wen Xiaoai hugged Xiaocha.

She was emotionally upset when she saw an acquaintance, and the loneliness of more than three years made her too scared.

"I miss you too." Xiao Cha gently hugged Wen Xiao Ai, her voice choked slightly.

"You haven't changed, it's the same as before." Wen Xiaoai said, looking at Xiaocha's familiar face.

The little guy looked at the two, and then at the father.

"It's nice to see you all."

"Hurry up and eat. I made the dishes you like. The sweet and sour pork ribs put a lot of sugar, and so does the sweet and sour fish."

Wen Xiaoai looked at the sumptuous dishes on the table, then looked back at Xiaocha: "Thank you Xiaocha."

Jun Moyan took Wen Xiaoai to sit down next to the little guy, and then sat next to Wen Xiaoai by himself, letting Wen Xiaoai sit in the middle.

The Tsing Yi with the little guy saw people coming, and without disturbing their family of three, they left silently.

"I'm just outside, call me if you need it." Xiaocha said, and left.

Only them are left in the dining room.

Wen Xiaoai looked at the table of dishes he liked, and then at the little guy sitting next to him. When he saw the little guy, he stared at himself. Wen Xiaoai touched his little face and said with a smile: "An'an eat ."