Roll at the apex of the paranoid emperor

Chapter 77 Jin'er, I will send the child away
The little guy shook his head, with a look of sadness on his little face, "Baby doesn't have a mommy."

When Lan Jin'er heard the little guy's words, her nose felt a little sour.

She heard Han Zefeng tell her that the little milk bag was brought back to the Han family by Han Xiaonian just a few months after he was born.

And because of her, Han Xiaonian sent Xiao Naibao to be raised elsewhere.

As for Xiao Naibao's mother, only Han Xiaonian knew about it.

Lan Jin'er said softly to the little guy, "From now on, I will be your mother."

The little milk bag looked back at Han Xiaonian, her big round eyes twinkling with anticipation, "Daddy, is it okay?"

Han Xiaonian's expression turned dazed, and it wasn't until the little guy called out "Dad" that he recovered from his thoughts.

The man stared at Lan Jin'er and the little milk bag, a gleam appeared in his deep eyes, "Of course."

When Xiao Naibao heard Han Xiaonian's promise, she happily called out sweetly: "Mommy."

Lan Jin'er bent her lips, her brows and eyes were full of doting on the little guy, and she couldn't help pecking at the little guy's pale face.

Thinking of something, the girl froze for a moment, hugged the little milk bag in Han Xiaonian's arms, smiling like an innocent girl, "Xiao Nian, hug our son!"

She found that Han Xiaonian was very indifferent to the little milk bag!

If it weren't for the similarity between the two people, and Han Xiaonian's attitude towards the little guy, no one would know that the two were father and son.

Han Xiaonian was taken aback for a moment, staring at the girl in the dark, "Our... son?"

Lan Jin'er nodded cheerfully, "Yes, yes, the little guy calls me mother, isn't he our son?"

The Year of the Cold Owl: "..."

Lan Jin'er lowered her eyes to look at the little guy, her eyes filled with doubts, "But Xiaonian, the little milk bag is already two years old, why is it still drinking breast milk?"

"Drinking breast milk?" Han Xiaonian's thin, cool lips poured out slowly.

Yuanshan Zhidai frowned slightly, and lowered her eyes to look at the little guy in her arms with an unpredictable expression.

Lan Jin'er saw that the little guy Han Xiaonian didn't know was still breastfeeding, with black lines all over his head, and couldn't help complaining.

"You are too incompetent to be a father. You don't even know about the phenomenon of breast milk from a small milk bag."

Han Xiaonian looked up at the girl, "How do you know?"

"Of course I am..."

When the girl thought of something, she swallowed the words that had reached her throat back into her stomach in time.

He made a flattering smile at Han Xiaonian, "Guess!"

The Year of the Cold Owl: "..."

Lan Jin'er thought of something again, walked quickly to the coffee table, and poured a glass of water.

The man showed a series of unusual actions to Lan Jin'er today, staring at the girl's back with a hint of confusion in his deep eyes.

Lan Jin'er poured a glass of water, and walked to the little milk bag, "By the way, baby, aren't you thirsty? Drink some water."

"Thank you, Mom." Xiao Naibao smiled, her round eyes bent into crescents.

You Lan Jin'er held the water glass and lowered his head to drink the water in the glass.

When Lan Jin'er heard the little guy call her "Mom", her heart was as sweet as eating candied dates.

It seems that the child is really thirsty!
Drink all the glass of water she poured!

Han Xiaonian stared at the girl with an unpredictable expression for a moment, pursed his thin lips, and said slowly: "Jin'er, I will send the child away."

The little guy raised his head and stared at Han Xiaonian with big round eyes, "Dad, are you calling baby?"

The Year of the Cold Owl: "..."

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　　Year of the Owl:
　　Even if you burn yourself in fire, you will never be weak
　　Even if you go crazy, you will never back down

　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)