It was rare for Young Master Yi Yi to burst into laughter, holding Su Yinuo's face with his pink hands, "Mom is so mean."
"Little ancestor!" Su Yinuo scratched the bridge of Young Master Yiyi's nose, "You are quite bad, tell me, why are you dissatisfied with Yan Huan's big ice cube again?"
Yiyi held back his mouth and said mysteriously, "This is a secret!"
She had known for a long time that Yiyi had inherited her traits, that she was evil to the core, and would never say or admit anything she did.
In the end, she stayed at Yan Huan's house. With her current physical condition, she was unable to move to another destination.
With a big and soft penis, Su Yinuo held Yiyi's little body and stroked his head.
Yiyi blinked and stared at Su Yinuo's face, then stretched out her little hand to touch the bandaged part of Su Yinuo's forehead, "Mom, does it hurt?"
Su Yinuo smiled gently, "What if it hurts?"
Yiyi rolled his eyes, broke away from Su Yinuo's arms, and blew gently on her head, "Auntie said, just use Yiyi's mouth to breathe on the injured area."
Yi Yi took a deep breath, pouted her small mouth, and blew gently on the scar.
Su Yinuo closed her eyes as if enjoying it. She could feel the wind blowing over her head. It was as warm as a warm day in winter, and her heart suddenly felt warm.
"Mom, does it still hurt?"
Su Yinuo shook her head and looked at her innocent and lovely son's face. She suddenly felt her eyes were red and hot and her nose was itchy. She knew that a liquid called tears was about to gush out of her eyes.
"Mom is so careless... Even a good person can trip over stones while walking."
Su Yinuo was stunned. What came out of Yi Yi's mouth surprised her. When she thought that this was Su Yichen's excuse, she immediately accepted it happily.
He hooked his son's neck and held him against his chest again.
"It's carelessness." He is already five years old, but he still can't speak an idiom well.
Yiyi blushed and awkwardly turned his head away from looking at her, "Everyone is just as careless!"
Su Yinuo could only smile. There was really nothing he could do against the young master Yi Yi, but his overbearing young master temperament was too similar to Jian Yi.
She touched his head, but in front of her eyes she could only think of that man's face, and she shed tears inadvertently.
Yiyi closed his eyes and felt Su Yinuo's tears falling on his face.