She looked at Jun Moyan, her eyes flowed gently from his face, her nose felt sore, and tears followed her.

"Jun Moyan..." She stretched out her arms to Jun Moyan, and cried, asking him to hug him like before.

Jun Moyan leaned towards her and then reached out to hug her.

Wen Xiaoai hugged him back and swallowed, "...I thought I couldn't come back."

When Jun Moyan heard her words, his eyes became hot, and he was also afraid of fear. He tightened his arms and hugged her tightly.

He comforted, "It's okay, I'm back and I won't be separated in the future."

"Do you..."

Before Wen Xiaoai finished asking, he heard Jun Moyan’s urgent response: “Yes, I think of you every day, and I think of you coming back every day.”

Wen Xiaoai immediately smiled, sniffed, and said with a funny and crying voice: "I haven't asked yet, how do you know what I'm going to ask?"

Jun Moyan hugged her and said, "I just want to tell you about this."

In the past, she always said that he was not good at speaking and never talked about love. Now he wants to tell her.

In the bathroom upstairs, the little guy sat in his bathtub, but his eyes kept looking at the bathroom door.

"Don't worry, mom won't run away." Qingyi said with a smile.

The little guy seemed to be unable to hear Qingyi's words. After staring at the door for a while, he suddenly said to Qingyi with a look of surprise: "It's really a mother, it's a real mother."

The little guy was like someone who was hit by a grand prize, and he could not recover from the surprise for a long time.

"Yes, it's mom, really mom, that's right." Qingyi smiled and washed the little guy's face, then asked, "Is mom very beautiful?"

The little guy nodded vigorously, and he deserved to be loud: "Yeah."

"Beautiful, my mother is the most beautiful, just like the one in the photo, her eyes, nose, and mouth are all the same."

Every time the little guy talks about a part, his little hand points to the corresponding part on his face.

"Don't An Anxi likes a mother like this?"

The little guy nodded affirmatively.

"Is mom's personality the same as you imagined?"

The little guy thought about it and nodded again.

"I like it so much, then it seems that there is no need to worry." Qingyi smiled and looked at the excited little guy. Suddenly he remembered the toy he bought, and asked, "Did you buy that toy for your mother?"

"Yeah." The little guy nodded.

"In the past, those I bought for my mother? All of them, including those foods, and lollipops?"

"Um."

"So sensible."

Qingyi touched the little guy's head and said, "If you go down there, remember to call him Mom, do you know?"

Seeing that the little guy just smiled with his lips and did not answer himself, Qingyi was amused by his appearance and raised her hand to scratch the little guy's chin.

"Don't laugh all the time. What does laughing mean? You didn't see that your mother thought you didn't like her just now? Mom likes An An so much. If you don't call your mother, you should be sad."

"An An likes mom." said the little guy.

"It's useless to tell me, you have to tell my mother."

The little guy thought about it and nodded again.

"Uncle Qingyi, you haven't eaten yet, why do you need to take a bath?" After taking a shower, the little guy remembered that he usually took a bath after eating, so why did he take a bath first today?
Chapter completed!