C318 (1/2)

”Don't talk nonsense.”

LAN Yue looks at her son with his eyes on him. She pushes Qi Yanjun away with her anger, but there is a heat in her heart, which makes her want to approach Qi Yanjun involuntarily, greedy for his sunshine like warm breath.

It's a bad impulse.

Blue Yue frowns and stands up with the plate. ”Haohao, mom will help you get some fruits from the kitchen.”

”Good!”

Although LAN Chen Hao didn't know what they were talking about, he heard that Lan Yue was caring about him, and the child immediately showed his proud expression and hummed to Qi Yanjun.

If he had a tail, it would have gone up in the sky.

”A little boy.”

Qi Yanjun is ravaging his hair, but his eyes are milder.

The light in the dining room is bright, the clear reflection is on the blue Chen Hao's face. He wrinkled his face and tried to push Qi Yanjun's hand away. The facial features on his face were a little bit childish, and the feeling of familiarity became more and more intense.

Can't his mother be honest that this little boy looks like him when he was little.

Just when we met for the first time, blue Chen Hao was still a baby girl. Her white face was full of flesh, and she could not see her facial features at all. After living in Qi's house for a while, he had good food and drink to offer. He also ran out to the wild all day. His facial features were more mature, similar to his five or six-year-old.

At first glance, it's easy to admit mistakes.

Qi Yanjun's heart became softer and softer, but he pulled the hair in his hand. Blue Chen Hao was so painful that he said ”ah” on the spot. He said angrily that he wanted to tell blue Yue that he didn't look like him.

When he was a child, he never complained to his parents. He always bullied others with LAN Yue. LAN Yue followed him curiously like a waiter.

See him to make trouble also not angry, silently help him clean up the mess.

It seems that in a flash, their sons are so big.

”You let me go, I'll tell mom!”

Qi Yanjun sneers and flicks his forehead. ”I hang my mother in my mouth all day, and I've lost all my face to you.”

”It's none of your business!”

The blue Chen Hao is puffing the cheek Gang son to arrange the hair, but does not really run to complain, big mouth is chewing the thing in the bowl, a pair of eyes straight stare at Qi Yanjun.

Qi Yanjun is not bothered to argue with him. He takes a step to the second floor.

Just stepped on the stairs, his expression unnaturally helped the waist, and soon returned to apathy, can not see any unusual.

Rong Xiuyuan sat on the cushioned chair and blinked at Qi Yanjun. Seeing that Lan Yue was still busy in the kitchen, he left a word to go back to the room to get something, jumped off the chair and stepped on his short legs to catch up with Qi Yanjun.

Blue Chen Hao really thought that he was just going to take things, he didn't go with him, and he was eating with concentration.

”Uncle.”

Qi Yanjun just opened the door, the back dress was grabbed.

Looking back, I saw Rong Xiuyuan staring at him with big black and white eyes.

Qi Yanjun looked at the restaurant doubtfully and thought Rong Xiuyuan was just full, so he carried him into the room and put him on the sofa.

”Uncle, are you sick?” Rong Xiuyuan shook his legs, looked up at Qi Yanjun, reached out his small hand and pointed to his waist, ”I saw it just now.”

Qi Yanjun was stunned. He smiled in the narrow peach blossom eyes and rubbed his head. ”Xiuyuan is really careful. It's a secret between you and your uncle. You can't tell anyone else. ”

”Oh.”

Rong Xiuyuan's head was askew and he counted with his small hand. He promised LAN Yue that he would not tell Qi Yanjun about LAN Jun's presence in the military area, and now he promised that Qi Yanjun would not tell LAN Yue about his discomfort.

He has more and more secrets to keep.

Rong Xiuyuan scratched the back of his head for fear that he would mess up. He jumped off the sofa and said, ”uncle, I'll go back to my room and write it down.”

”Yes?”

Qi Yanjun didn't hear him clearly, so the little guy ran back to the room with a short leg, took out a notebook and lay on the desk to record the things that need to be kept secret.

But there are a lot of words can not write, he scratched his head again, a flash of inspiration, frankness to replace with pictures.