The boy An tilted his head and looked at the little brother holding his mother. He seemed to have seen this little brother before.
I have seen it, I have indeed seen it, when you were still in your mother's womb.
Although Chu Ling wanted to cry, the tears did not fall in the end. After a while, she raised her head in Shen Wan's arms with red ears. He was no longer a child, and he was really not ashamed to hold his mother like this.
Shen Wan also let go of her hand holding Chu Ling, touched his head gently and said, "Ling'er has grown taller."
When she left, the child was only as high as her chest, but now he was almost over her shoulders. This man's height was so fast. She was very happy to see Ling'er again, because in her heart, he was the same as him. Zi Ling and Zi An are both the same.
Chu Ling wanted to say, "Mom is also young." But after looking at her carefully, he couldn't tell. Although she was not old, she was not young either. She looked much thinner than before, and he felt unhappy. Feeling better.
However, Chu Ling didn't know that Shen Wan lost weight because she lost her body when giving birth to her son An.
Shen Wan seemed to have read through his thoughts, pinched the flesh on his face and said: "Don't worry about mother, she is fine! She is living the life she wants to live now."
This child is very thoughtful and has many thoughts. He must have imagined in his mind a tragic story about her leaving sadly and feeling unhappy.
Chu Ling pursed her lips and smiled. Her mother was really smart and could tell what he was thinking at a glance.
"That's good." He said with a smile.
The boy An took a step closer to his mother and raised his little head to look at the big brother in front of him.
Chu Ling saw him, squatted in front of him and asked with a smile: "Are you An An?"
"Yes." The boy An nodded solemnly, touched his chest with his hand and said with a sweet voice: "An An, it's me!"
So cute. Chu Ling touched his little head and said with a smile: "I am your brother."
Brother, boy An's light eyebrows were twisted in confusion, and he pursed his lips and said: "An An, I have a brother!" My brother is here... An An doesn't know where his brother is, anyway, An An has a brother. .
Chu Ling naturally knew who the brother he was talking about, and said with a smile: "That's your second brother, and I'm your third brother."
"Third brother?"
"Yes." Chu Ling nodded, "I am also your brother, the third brother. Of course, you can also call me brother."
Is that so? Xiao Zian looked up at his mother and asked with his eyes, and saw her mother nodding.
"Brother." The boy called in a sweet voice.
"Yeah." Chu Ling responded, feeling her chest swell.
"I am your sister Wuyi, come on, call me sister." Wuyi also squatted in front of the boy, looked at him and said, especially wanting to hear this little guy call him sister.
"Brother." Xiao Zi'an pointed at Wuyi, with a look of confusion on his little face. This brother was so strange. He was obviously his brother, but he asked him to call him sister.
In Xiao Zi'an's understanding, the one who wears a skirt and flowers is the elder sister. He does not wear a skirt and does not wear flowers, so he is the elder brother.
"Pfft..." The guards couldn't hold it back and laughed directly. They usually said that Wuyi was careless and rude, just like a man and not like a woman at all. Wuyi also criticized them. , saying that they don’t look like men. Now the ninth prince’s adopted brother calls her brother, which shows how right they are.
The corners of Wuyi's eyes twitched uncontrollably, and she pointed at the boy An and complained to Shen Wan: "Look at your son..."
This little guy went too far. She even prepared a greeting gift for him in vain. He actually treated her like this. She decided not to give him a greeting gift.
Shen Wan smiled amusedly, bent down and touched the boy's head: "Are you still young? At present, men and women are still distinguished by their appearance. If you dress more neutrally, he will naturally think that you are a man. "
Wuyi wrinkled her nose. Does she have to dress up like a girl like Hui'er before this little guy can call her sister? The dress is pink and tender, and the hem of the skirt almost hangs to the ground. It's so long. Yes, I still have to restrain my hands and feet when walking, so there is no point in dressing up.