Chapter 62 Who is this child like?
"However, I promise that I will treat you the best in the whole world, the best, the best!"

After Si Aiyan said these words, she felt a little sorry for the child.

I'm your mother, but I can't recognize you?
Look at what I'm talking about!
Little Bao'er's big eyes filled with tears looked at the face of her boss Ai Yan, and her eyes were full of complicated and tangled emotions.

sad, suspicious, sad, wronged, unwilling...

Si Aiyan's heart ached when she saw it, she hugged Xiao Bao'er guiltily, and patted his head.

Little Baoer pushed away Si Aiyan's hug, and asked in a low voice: "Do you dislike me?"

There was no distracting thought in the child's eyes, Si Aiyan was the first to lose the battle under the gaze.

Shaking his head, "No, you are too young to understand."

She had something to hide, now that she brought the child back, she could only say that it was her own relative, which was also good for him.

Little Bao'er's pupils twinkled, tears flowed down her eyes, and there were a few white lines on her dark face.

Si Aiyan sighed, picked up the handkerchief on the table and wiped away his tears, "Don't cry, okay?"

Little Bao'er still didn't understand why her mother didn't recognize her, but she was still stubborn and didn't push her any further.

Stretching out his dirty little hand, he tentatively took a piece of pastry, seeing that the other two adults didn't stop it, he stuffed it into his mouth hungrily.

Passing a small river on the way, Feng Jun helped to take a bath for little Bao'er.

The child who has never felt clean and warm is instantly surrounded by Fengjun's gentleness, and he relies on Fengjun within a bath.

Si Aiyan was shocked by the little Baoer after taking a bath.

Looking at the little boy with red lips and white teeth standing on the ground with disbelief, "Is this a person?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Feng Jun laughed.

Pick up little Bao'er and hold it in front of Si Aiyan, so that she can see it more carefully.

"Aren't you surprised, I didn't expect it..."

A dirty, inconspicuous little boy turned out to be so delicate and cute after being washed, it was completely reborn.

Si Aiyan stared blankly at Xiao Baoer's eyes, but her taste changed, she lowered her head and said listlessly: "Don't you like me like this?"

He is very unconfident and insecure, afraid that the people and things he met today are just a dream of his own.

Little Bao'er was afraid that she would be abandoned again.

"how come?"

Si Aiyan felt the child's grievances unexpectedly, and subconsciously reached out to take him from Feng Jun's hand.

It was still very difficult to hold little Bao'er in her slender arms, but Si Aiyan still gritted her teeth.

After tightening her arms around little Bao'er, she smiled softly, "You are so pretty."

"Then are you satisfied with me?"

Little Bao'er clutched the clothes in her hands a little shyly, and asked what she wanted to know most in her heart.

Si Aiyan looked up at him seriously, her heart gradually filled, "Satisfied, very satisfied."

She knew that she had a bad first impression on this child, so now she needs to try her best to restore the image of some mothers.

"Where are you satisfied?"

"what···?"

Si Aiyan suddenly found that Xiao Baoer stared at her expression with a somewhat incomprehensible emotion, she was not a child of this age group at all, it was indescribably strange.

Si Aiyan was overwhelmed by his question and was also shocked by his expression, so she didn't reply in time.

"I ask you what you are more satisfied with me?" Xiao Bao'er still asked lightly, but her expression changed.

Looking at the innocent and cute little face in front of her, Si Aiyan couldn't help feeling that she had just misread it.

Maybe it was because I was really in a trance, otherwise, how could I think so complicatedly about a child of a few years old?

Under Xiao Baoer's questioning, Si Aiyan felt a bit like the embarrassment she felt when she was picked up by the teacher to answer questions when she was in school.

How could she be satisfied with this child?

I really can't say it, I can't think it out.

Subconsciously glanced at Feng Jun, asking for support.

Feng Jun stretched out his hands, and said in a natural voice: "Don't let your mother hug you, please, uncle hug you."

As he said that, he took Xiao Bao'er directly and weighed it in his hand, "You little guy is still a bit heavy!"

Little Bao'er didn't have any resistance to Feng Jun hugging herself, and said calmly: "She can't let me call her mother."

"···"

The arrow of guilt pokes again.

Si Aiyan once again doubted that she was right when she saw Xiao Baoer's complex eyes just now, and that he could say this sentence so naturally, which is still somewhat different from ordinary children.

Seeing that Si Aiyan didn't speak, Feng Jun relieved and said, "Okay, then you can call her aunt."

Feng Jun could tell that Si Aiyan felt uncomfortable, and didn't want her to get entangled in this matter anymore.

"Oh, aunt."

Little Bao'er called Si Aiyan slowly, her black pupils looked at Si Aiyan without emotion.

"Well, little Bao'er." Si Aiyan responded politely, her gaze fell on his clean little face.

For some reason, she always looked at this child with a familiar feeling.

But, I can't tell you what it feels like.

Especially when he looked at him with a backlit smile, the curvature of his mouth...

special like a person...
"I'll go!?" Si Aiyan's heart stopped beating suddenly.

She widened her eyes, staring at the child on Feng Jun's shoulder without blinking.

She knew who he looked like. Isn't this a miniature version of Lu Shichen?

Especially when the corners of the mouth are slightly raised and smiled upwards, they are exactly the same!
When Si Aiyan thought of this, she felt as uncomfortable as if she had eaten a fly.

Why do my novels have so many bugs?

To write a child, you have to look similar to the male protagonist. Does the whole world revolve around the male protagonist?
Si Aiyan stopped in her tracks, took Feng Jun's hand to put little Bao'er into the car, and asked in a weak voice: "Do you think he looks a lot like someone?"

She needs to confirm whether it is her hallucination, and she needs to correct this bug.

Feng Jun raised his head, carefully looked at the little Baoer in his arms, and said for a long time, "No."

A small nose that is not too tall, slender inner eyes, a small face the size of a palm, and a mouth that is neither too big nor too small.

What can such an older child see?

Si Aiyan firmly held Feng Jun's hand, "Will you take a closer look at him?"

Feng Jun looked at it several times seriously, but still couldn't see it, so he shook his head at Si Aiyan.

"Huh... that's good!"

scared her to death.

If this looks so much like Lu Shichen, it won't be easy for her to get along when she goes back!

Feng Jun looked at her puzzled, "Who do you think he looks like?"

(End of this chapter)

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