"Okay, I promise you." Feng Yuze finally nodded. He didn't want to see her angry.
It's over, it's over, he must be sick, and he's seriously ill.
"Okay, it's settled, we'll leave tomorrow." Tian Xiangyu patted Feng Yuze on the shoulder, nodded, and smiled with satisfaction.
"Daddy..." When Tian Xiangyu wanted to say something else, a childish voice appeared.
Vaguely, Tian Xiangyu felt like she had heard this voice somewhere, but she couldn't remember it. When she turned around, she saw a little boy about five or six years old standing at the door.
Tian Xiangyu blinked, what a cute doll.
With a pair of dark eyes, a white and tender face, Yin Hong's small mouth, and a small nose, this doll is so cute.
Tian Xiangyu stepped forward, ran in front of Yan Xiaotong, squatted down, and pinched Yan Xiaotong's face with his claws, ravaging him back and forth.
"It's so cute." Tian Xiangyu's eyes were filled with red stars. This was the first time she had seen such a cute doll.
"Ahem, sister, don't scare people." Three black lines slid down Xue'er's forehead. Why is my sister such a nymphomaniac? I remember that she was the same in Tianyi. As soon as she saw a cute child, she couldn't help but go forward and ravage her.
After a while, the child was so frightened that he cried loudly.
But the little boy in front of me was so tough. He actually didn't cry when his sister scared him. I don't know if he was too scared to move or if he was really tough.
"Uh..." Tian Xiangyu came to her senses and retracted her hand in embarrassment. She was just excited for a moment.
"I'm sorry." Tian Xiangyu stuck out her tongue and said awkwardly.
"It's okay." Yan Xiaotong shook his head, his dark eyes full of joy.
Mother, mother, child, I miss you so much. I miss you so much.
But he didn't dare to act rashly. Seeing his mother fainting, he didn't dare to say those two words again.
"Feng Yuze, this is your son. He's so cute. That's wrong. Why didn't I know you had a son?" Tian Xiangyu turned around and looked at Feng Yuze, her clear eyes full of doubts.
Strange, she really didn't know he had a son. Where did such a big son come from? Why didn't Shui tell her?
"She was born to the lady you mentioned." Feng Yuze didn't know very well. Ever since the moment when the little boy blocked the sword for him, he had regarded him as his own child.
"Um...that's your wife, okay?" Tian Xiangyu felt a flock of crows flying above her head. This Feng Yuze was too irresponsible.
"By the way, have you remembered what you started now?" Tian Xiangyu suddenly asked.
"A little bit, but not very clear." Feng Yuze nodded.
"That's good. It might be almost done in another month. You have to be patient."
"Yes." Feng Yuze nodded and looked at Yan Xiaotong with a gentle smile on his lips, "Xiaotong, why are you back so early today?"
"Haha, I miss daddy. Who is daddy?" Yan Xiaotong glanced at Tian Xiangyu and asked.
Although he knew who she was, he still had to act superficially.
"Well... this..." Feng Yuze didn't know how to deal with Yan Xiaotongjiang, after all, he was still a child.
"Hehe, little guy, I am your aunt. If you want to call me aunt, you can also call me stepmother." Tian Xiangyu blinked her eyes and looked at Yan Xiaotong with a smile, wanting to ravage him again.
It's so cute.
"Stepmother!" Yan Xiaotong swallowed. Now he was doubting whether this could really be his mother. Although her temperament was the same, her personality was completely different.
"Well, what's the matter? The little guy is confused. Why am I also your father's concubine? Shouldn't you call me stepmother?" Tian Xiangyu curled her lips.
This little guy should be Yan Xiaotong. If Feng Yuze hadn't heard his name being called, she wouldn't have been able to remember it.
I heard that this child belongs to Yan Yiyi. Well, it should be said that he was adopted, but he was raised as his biological child.
Moreover, this little guy is not ordinary smart and mature, he is just like a little adult.