Hearing Wu Huan's thin and soft voice say this, Feng Ji'er's heart instantly softened. She tried to harden herself again, but found that she simply couldn't.
I had no choice but to sit in the front of the car with Wu Huan in my arms and drive on the road.
"Little sweetheart, which direction should we go?" On the way, Feng Ji'er still wanted to try again. Maybe the little sweetheart would give up and give up the idea of looking for his father.
"Just go in this direction!" Wu Huan pointed forward with a determined look on his face.
Feng Ji'er opened her mouth in surprise: "How did you know to go north?"
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, when she saw her son's handsome face smiling evilly, her intestines turned green with regret!
It’s all her fault that she never took precautions in front of her son, so how did she get into the tunnel! This is not a confirmation, his father is in the North!
Wu Huan stopped laughing, put on an innocent face, and said: "Mother, Wu Huan knows, mother is also thinking about dad! Now it's good, the goal is clear, North Country, dad, mom and I are here!" Be careful
He almost danced on the ground for a while, his expression of joy clearly showing.
Feng Jier smiled bitterly. She used to think her son was a smiling tiger, but it turned out that she was wrong. He was just a little fox! He was very cunning!
The mother and son drove the carriage, regardless of their previous grudges, and kept laughing all the way. Feng Jier thought it was a long trip with her son. Anyway, he was so old and had never left the village.
You should take him out to play
Whether you can see that man or not is another matter, it’s best not to see him
Otherwise, when enemies meet, they will be extremely jealous. She does not want to frighten her little heart.
But when looking at Xing Gan's face, Feng Ji'er would be stunned for a moment.
Wu Huan really looks too much like the face in my memory
Eyebrows, nose, or expression, all reveal the shadow of that person.
Wu Huan is so similar to him, Feng Ji'er is afraid that someone with an intention will find out the clues. She must fully imagine any factors that threaten Wu Huan one by one and never let it happen.
So on the way, Feng Jier began to coax Wu Huan into disguise.
Helplessly Wu Huan was very concerned about this face, it was so beautiful, not only was she not allowed to change it at all, but she also kept her face neat and clean at all times.
He is obviously a child who grew up in the mountains, but he has an indescribable aura. Standing there, with his little hands behind his back, he is indescribably cute and a bit majestic, sitting there, meticulous and upright, as if
It's as if someone will come to see him at any time
Sometimes Feng Ji'er really feels that Wu Huan doesn't look like her own child...
After all, in Yue Bao's words, after taking him jumping up and down in the mountains for so many years, he should at least grow into a little hunter.
It's better now, she feels like she's bringing a young master with her