Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Jun Mo Yanren, who became a father and had a child, also warmed up a bit. Some time ago, his reticent and unsmiling appearance really made people dare not get close. He was even worse than the former ruthless, desireless, and sophisticated Jun Sanshao. Be scared.

I copy and paste to and from get off work every day, without any rest time of my own.

Even at home on weekends, he stayed in the study all day without coming out. He didn't let himself stop, and kept finding things for himself, cold like a machine.

Now he finally has some popularity again.

On the sofa and the table, there are colorful little dolls and little guy's milk powder tissues everywhere, no longer as neat and clean as before, without a sense of home.

Jun Moyan no longer lived through the years like before. With the company of his children, he no longer waited so quietly, but had hope.

On the sofa, Jun Mo Yan Zheng, who had just drunk the little guy, played with the little guy.

"An An, call him Dad, Dad."

"Call mother, mother."

The little guy stared at Jun Moyan's lip-shaped mouth, his drooling mouth opened and closed, babbling and babbling as if responding to him.

Very cute.

The little guy is talkative like his mother. He still can't speak, and he doesn't have leisure all day long. Jun Moyan doesn't know how lively it will be when he can speak.

Will he be like Xiaogua, calling him all the time?

Yes, at least now he is like Xiaoguai, watching him all the time.

A handsome black cross-country parked outside the villa, and Shangguan Yu, who was rarely dressed casually, jumped out of the car.

Before the person came in, he yelled Jun Moyan hurriedly and hurriedly.

"The surname is Jun, the surname is Jun."

Hearing the sound, the little guy in his arms turned his head curiously and looked out. After two glances, he looked back at Jun Moyan. The little hand holding Jun Moyan's clothes pulled him at once because of his restlessness, small mouth Moving, seems to want to chat with Jun Moyan.

Shangguan Yufeng Fenghuohuo yelled, Jun Mo Yansheng was afraid that he would scare An An, but he couldn't say a word to shut him up, for fear that it would scare the little guy even more.

Jun Moyan looked at Shangguanyu who was still calling him when he walked in at the door, and looked down, but saw that the little guy was looking at him intently, not being disturbed by the outside world or being scared, he couldn't help but smile.

"Jun..."

Shangguanyu who stepped forward saw Jun Moyan on the sofa and paused. He was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that he was safe, but he saw that he was holding a...

When he met the little guy in Jun Mo Yan's arms, Shang Guan Yu was stunned, and the hand that raised and pointed at Jun Mo Yan stiffened in the air.

He stared at Jun Mo Yan in his arms blankly for a few seconds, not knowing whether he was shocked or repeatedly confirming.

After seeing that the little guy in Jun Mo Yan's arms was not a toy, but a really moving baby, Shangguan Yu was even more dumbfounded.

He looked at Jun Moyan, then the little guy in his arms, and then quickly stepped forward and held the hand that pointed to Jun Moyan.

Shangguan Yu, who walked to the front, bent his waist, turned his hand to the little guy in Jun Moyan's arms, and then stared at the little guy who not only moved but also made noises, and his mouth opened several times. Did not say a word.

The little guy is familiar with several people in Wuyuan, especially this dad who is holding him all day, but this person is very face-to-face, so he stares at Shangguan Yu curiously.