"An An is the two of us, and she grew up in my belly, why is it like you and me?" Wen Xiaoai asked Jun Moyan again.

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

Wen Xiaoai: "I like An An is a boy. ”

Jun Moyan said: "If it's a girl, it's good to be like you." ”

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

Wen Xiaoai shook her head: "I like An An like you." ”

Jun Moyan looked at her, smiled, and rubbed her fingertips against the corners of her crying red eyes, full of distress.

"Will An An be like you when she grows up in the future?" Wen Xiaoai asked again, very curious and concerned about everything about the little guy.

"Yes."

"Would that be anything like that?"

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

Wen Xiaoai shook her head: "I don't want to be particularly similar, Jun Mo Yan is Jun Mo Yan, An An is An An, An An is the baby of the two of us, it can be a little similar, but it can't be particularly similar, because Jun Mo Yan is unique." ”

Jun Moyan stroked her face, looked at her, and a thousand words gathered together, but he didn't open his mouth for a long time.

He had a lot to say, but he didn't know how to express it, he couldn't speak delicately and richly, and he couldn't speak as bluntly as 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 doesn't say it, just this hug, Wen Xiaoai knows everything.

She hugged him back with a grin, silently.

Jun Moyan took Wen Xiaoai to the dining room, and the little guy was sitting on his exclusive dining chair, staring at the door of the dining room with wide eyes, unable to take his eyes off it.

When he finally saw the two of them come in, the little guy's tense expression moved, his face relaxed, but his heart was nervous.

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

"Miss Wen." Xiaocha couldn't help but call Wen Xiaoai, and her emotions couldn't hide her excitement.

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

"Xiao Cha~" She stretched out her arms towards Xiao Cha, and walked towards Xiao Cha at the same time, her tears were a little uncontrollable.

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

She is now in the mood to see an acquaintance, and the loneliness of more than three years has made her too scared.

"I miss you too." Xiaocha gently hugged Wen Xiaoai, her voice choked slightly.

"You haven't changed, you're still the same as before." Wen Xiaoai looked at Xiaocha's familiar face and said.

The little one looked at the two of them, and then at the father.

"It's nice to see you again."

"Go and eat, I made the dish you like to eat, sweet and sour pork ribs put a lot of sugar, sweet and sour fish too."

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

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

Tsing Yi, who took the little guy, saw that someone was coming, and he didn't disturb their family of three, so he silently retreated.

"I'm just outside, call me when you need me." Xiaocha said a word and left.

They were the only ones left in the dining room.

Wen Xiaoai looked at the table of his favorite dishes, and then looked at the little guy sitting next to him, and when he saw the little guy, he stared at himself, Wen Xiaoai touched his little face, and said with a smile: "An An eats." ”