Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"I didn't." Jun Moyan denied.

"Mom, the mothers of the other children in the kindergarten kissed them, is it okay?" The little guy hugged Wen Xiaoai's neck and asked Wen Xiaoai a little sadly.

Wen Xiaoai felt distressed. He immediately kissed the little guy’s face and said: “Of course not. An An is mother’s baby. Of course you can kiss him. Don’t listen to Jun Moyan’s nonsense, he just wants her mother. Give him a kiss. Next time he says something like this, tell your mom, and mom will let him go to the penalty station."

"Are you going to stop there?" The little guy pointed his little finger to the corner of the door, and asked Wen Xiaoai ignorantly.

"How does An An know?" Wen Xiaoai looked at the corner.

Jun Mo Yan secretly said that it was bad.

Little guy: "Because An An often stops there."

Wen Xiaoai: "Smelly Jun Mo Yan!"

Jun Mo Yan: "...!!!"

…

"Dad, did you work hard?" Looking at Jun Moyan who has stood in the corner for more than ten minutes without taking a shower, the little guy sincerely cares.

"You better shut up." Jun Moyan warned.

"Mom..." was frightened by the fierce little guy, put down the toy in his hand and hid in Wen Xiaoai's arms, hearing the voice, he wanted to cry.

Wen Xiaoai immediately hugged the little guy, patted the little guy on the back and coaxed: "Don't be afraid."

Instead, he became angry and shouted at Jun Mo Yan: "Smelly Jun Mo Yan, you are scared An An. You can't talk to An An like this, you can't be fierce An'an."

Jun Moyan turned his head and looked at the little guy who was aggrieved and scared lying in Wen Xiaoai's arms, his teeth tickled with anger.

Brat, what the hell!

...

After going to school for five days in a row, finally it’s the weekend. The little guy can accompany Wen Xiaoai at home. The two do not need to be separated, and Wen Xiaoai does not have to hold his eyelids in the morning and insist on sending him to kindergarten.

The company had something in the past two days. After sending the little guy, Wen Xiaoai followed Jun Moyan to the company. When the employees in the company saw her, the reaction was not much better than the kids in the kindergarten.

at night

The two sat on the bed obediently, and Jun Moyan took a nail clipper and some small tools to cut their nails.

Before it was the little guy's turn so quickly, the little guy stretched out his two little hands and waited early.

"Jun Moyan, you have to go to work to make money to support me, and An An, and you have to take care of the two of us. I still eat so much. Will you be very hard?"

Wen Xiaoai suddenly asked Jun Moyan who cut her nails.

Jun Mo Yan smiled and said, "It's not hard."

Wen Xiaoai followed with a smile, pouting her mouth and leaning in front of Jun Mo Yan and kissing Jun Mo Yan.

Jun Moyan looked up at her and smiled again.

The little guy looked at the two with a little blush. He looked at Jun Moyan who was smiling happily, thinking that he didn't seem to have kissed his father until now, nor did his father kiss him.

Shangguan’s father had kissed him, he had kissed Shangguan’s father, he had also kissed Uncle Tsing Yi, Uncle Bai Yi and Second Uncle.

Just never kissed my father.

Feeling that the little guy is looking at him, Jun Moyan took the time to look at him and asked him, "What are you looking at?"

The little guy pursed his mouth and said after a short while: "Dad, the children in the kindergarten are named by their parents, so is An An's name also his father? Why is An An called An An?"

"Because your mother can't read or write, Shihe'an is simple and easy to recognize, understand?" Jun Moyan said.

"Oh." The little guy seemed to understand.

"Who said I can't write or recognize? I have written a lot of characters, OK?" Wen Xiaoai was not happy.

"Can you write?" The little guy looked at Wen Xiaoai.