Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"Thank you An An." Wen Xiaoai immediately reached out to pick it up and drank a glass of water.

Feng Lidan wouldn't let her hold, and Wen Xiaoai couldn't help holding the little guy into his arms. Jun Mo and Yan couldn't stop him, for fear that she would be tired.

After holding the little guy for a long time, Wen Xiaoai couldn't calm down. She was smiling, but she couldn't control her tears.

Not only for the little guy, but also for Jun Moyan, both of whom are her favorites after more than three years of separation.

Seeing the family of three finally reunited, Feng Litan breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had completed his mission and relaxed.

"Always watching what I do? Just say what you want."

Feng Lidan looked amusedly at the white clothes who looked at him countless times but hesitated to speak.

"You, are you hungry?" Bai Yi pointed to the darkened sky outside, and asked Feng Lishan with a grimace.

"Why, you want to invite me to dinner?" Feng Lidan looked at him.

Bai Yi nodded repeatedly, and asked in a low voice, "Go?"

Looking at the white clothes looking forward to waiting for him to agree, Feng Li smiled and said, "Someone asked, of course I went."

After he finished speaking, he immediately said to Jun Moyan: "I won't eat dinner with you anymore. If I have any questions, I will talk about it when I come back."

Then he looked around, smiled and said, "Let's go."

"Then, the three young masters, let's go first." Bai Yi said to Jun Moyan, and didn't wait for Jun Moyan to say anything, and quickly followed Fenglidan.

"Young master, it's late, let's go upstairs to put down the school bags, then take a shower, and then come down to eat dinner with mother, okay?" Tsing Yi suddenly called the little guy.

The little guy looked away from Wen Xiaoai's face, looked at Tsing Yi, and said nothing.

"Let Dad 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 and looked at Wen Xiaoai and Jun Moyan, and then, seeing Tsing Yi reaching out to hug him, he stretched out his arms for Tsing Yi to hug him, and got off Wen Xiaoai's arms.

Wen Xiaoai still wanted to pull the little guy, but Jun Moyan held his hand 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 looked back after three steps, and didn't want to leave at all.

When I looked back, seeing Wen Xiaoai also watching him, the little guy seemed a little embarrassed.

Because the little guy looked back from time to time, it took a long time for the stairs to reach the end.

The little guy walked next to the edge of the corridor, looking at Wen Xiaoai underneath through the gap between the fences.

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

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

"It's mother." The little guy whispered with a surprised look, then looked down at Wen Xiaoai through the gap, and said with certainty: "It's the real mother."

His steps became cheerful, his small face flushed with excitement, and his shy little appearance was too cute.

"I'm just reacting now? Why didn't you call me mother just now? Are you embarrassed?" Tsing Yi laughed and joked.

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

"Okay, don't watch it, and watch 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 held her small hand tightly, and Wen Xiaoai looked at him now.