"Thank you, An'an." Wen Xiaoai immediately reached out to take it and drank a glass of water.

Feng Liyan didn't let her hug her, Wen Xiaoai still couldn't help but hold the little guy into her arms, Jun Moyan couldn't stop her, for fear that she would be tired.

After holding the little guy for a while, Wen Xiaoai's emotions were difficult to calm down, obviously laughing, but her tears were always uncontrollable.

Not only for the little guy, but also for Jun Moyan, both of them are her favorites who have been separated for more than three years.

Looking at the family of three who were finally reunited, Feng Liyan breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had completed his mission, and was relaxed.

"What do you see me doing? If you have anything to say, just say it. ”

Feng Liyan looked at the white clothes who looked at him countless times but wanted to stop talking with some amusement.

"Are you—Are you hungry?" Bai Yi pointed to the already dark sky outside, and asked with a smile.

"What, you're going to invite me to dinner?" The wind looked at him.

Bai Yi nodded again and again, and asked in a low voice, "Are you going?" ”

Looking at the white clothes who were expecting to wait for him to agree, Feng Li smiled and said, "Someone invited, of course I went." ”

After he finished speaking, he immediately said to Jun Moyan: "I won't eat with you for dinner, if there are any problems, I'll talk about it when I come back after eating." ”

Then he looked at it, smiled and said, "Let's go." ”

"Then, the three young people, let's go first." Bai Yi said a word to Jun Moyan, and without waiting for Jun Moyan to say anything, he hurriedly followed the wind and annihilation.

"Little master, it's late, let's go upstairs first and put down the schoolbag, then take a bath, and then come down to have dinner with my mother, okay?" Tsing Yi suddenly called the little guy.

The little guy took his eyes off Wen Xiaoai's face, looked at Tsing Yi, and didn't answer.

"Let Daddy stay with Mom for a while." Tsing Yi whispered to the little guy, but in fact, everyone could hear it.

The little guy turned his head to look at Wen Xiaoai and Jun Moyan, and then seemed to understand, and when he saw Tsing Yi reaching out to hug him, he stretched out his arms for Tsing Yi to hug and got out of Wen Xiaoai's arms.

Wen Xiaoai still wanted to pull the little guy, but Jun Moyan held his hand and grabbed it in the palm of his hand.

Wen Xiaoai looked at Jun Moyan.

"Let's take a shower." Tsing Yi pulled the little guy out of the sofa and walked towards the stairs.

The little guy turned back in three steps, not wanting to leave at all.

When he turned around, he saw that Wen Xiaoai was also looking at him, and the little guy seemed a little embarrassed.

Because the little one looked back from time to time, the staircase went up for a long time before it came to the end.

The little guy walked next to the edge of the corridor and looked at Wen Xiaoai below through the gap between the fences.

He suddenly raised his little head, pursed his small mouth with a smile, and looked at Tsing Yi with a smile on his face.

"What's wrong?" Tsing Yi asked with a smile.

"It's Mommy." The little guy looked surprised, whispered, and then lowered his head to look at Wen Xiaoai through the gap, and said with great certainty: "It's a real mother." ”

His steps became cheerful, his little face was red with excitement, and his shy little appearance was so cute that he couldn't do it.

"Only now do you react? Why didn't you call mom just below? Isn't that embarrassing? Tsing Yi joked with a smile.

The little guy didn't respond, and looked down again at Wen Xiaoai sitting on the sofa on the first floor, smiling with a small mouth, and his steps were not very willing to move.

"Okay, don't look at it, I'll see it after taking a shower later."

Tsing Yi led the little guy into the room.

The little guy disappeared at the corner of the stairs, but Wen Xiaoai's gaze was reluctant to retract, and he wanted to get up and follow upstairs.

Jun Moyan's hand holding one of her small hands tightened, and Wen Xiaoai looked at him.