Glad to have such an excellent dear father, emotions continue to fate.

When Xuan Xuan hadn't brought herself to know Uncle Yan, he saw Uncle Yan first... It was the father and son who took the lead.

Sad...

Even if he knew that he was a father, he still could not recognize it.

Yan Shiting was wondering why the little guy stared at himself strangely.

The stubborn and cute face and the watery eyes made the adult's emotions so complicated that he could hardly read.

Are children so precocious?

When I think of Xiaobao's IQ of 200, I naturally think much more mature than the average child.

"Uncle Yan!" Cheng Xiaobao suddenly rushed towards him, his hands around his thigh.

Cheng Yingxuan also noticed his son's complicated eyes, and his heart all mentioned his throat.

Xiaobao persuaded her not to tell Yan Shiting about Xiaobao's life experience.

Did the little guy see Yan's own name and couldn't help saying it?

The child's words are not credible?

She thought about it, but thought she would not.

Although his son is young, he understands reason and promises.

To put it another way, if her son really wants to tell the secret of her life experience, she can't stop it.

Not even want to stop.

It's just that she thought that she wouldn't be able to **** Xiao Bao's custody from Yan Shiting...even the Yan family.

She really doesn't know what will happen to her...

let it go.

I only know that Xiaobao cannot be lost.

Yan Shiting felt the little guy's small arms tighten, and his emotions seemed very excited.

Yan Shiting raised a strange feeling in his heart, squatted down, picked up Xiaobao's little body, and Shen Han's voice was full of caring questions, "Little guy, what's wrong with you?"

Cheng Xiaobao glanced at his caring eyes and suddenly felt so kind.

Sucked his nose, "Uncle Yan...I..."

Cheng Yingxuan clutched the teacup in his hand and used his knuckles hard, fearing that Xiaobao would tell the secret...

Then she will face...

Yan Shiting's eagle eyes locked Xiaobao's handsome tearful expression, and suddenly asked, "Who gave you anger? I'll help you get back a hundredfold!"

Xiao Bao's careful liver warmed up, and it felt good to have a father. "If my mother is angry with me, what should you do?"

"I will also punish Cheng Yingxuan for you so that she will not dare to bully you again." He gave Cheng Yingxuan a cold look, but his punishment was only on the bed, let her know that she was afraid!

Cheng Xiaobao was very moved. "No, Xuan Xuan didn't give me any anger."

Yan Shiting held the hips and waist of Xiaojia's hands with one hand, let his little **** sit on his arms, and gently stroked his white cheeks with one hand, rare patience, "Then what's wrong with you?"

"I miss you!" Cheng Xiaobao burst into tears and burst into tears.

People think about it for almost five years.

When I was a baby, I didn’t know if I wanted to.

Although I don’t know who my dad is, I just miss you!

"I haven't seen you for a long time, why did you miss me like that?" Yan Shiting was at a loss for a moment, and raised his hand to wipe his tears. How do you know that the little guy's tears wiped off more and more, "Xiaobao, don't cry, if you miss me that way, I will go Where can I take you." After thinking for a while, I added, "Except for bedtime, that's for your mother."

Cheng Yingxuan knew that what Xiaobao said about thinking of him was not to think about it for half a day, but to mean that he had missed his father for so many years.

She remembered that Xiao Bao often painted portraits of her father, who never had facial features.

A guilt grew from her heart.

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