Xiaojun pursed her pink lips in displeasure: "Auntie, don't be like this, I'm most afraid of a woman hugging me and kissing me."
"Then is your mother a woman? Why do you have such a big opinion about her being able to kiss you and me kissing you? You must know that I am your savior. According to ancient sayings, if I am your savior, you must give me your life.
"It's a pity that you are too young. By the time you grow up, I will already be gray-haired." Geshasa said with a long sigh, hoping that the little one could call her mom.
"Mao Mao is not like other women, we cannot compare them with each other." Xiaojun glanced at Geshasa with an imposing look and asked, "Should we get down to business?"
"Of course. There is Luo's across the street. Luo City stole your mother's things and left them in Tang Garden. You have to sneak into Tang Garden and steal that treasure back. There must be no mistake! Little handsome guy, let's see you next.
"Yes." Geshasa gave the handsome boy a cheering gesture.
Xiaojun nodded, and when the light turned green, he crossed the main road and went to Luo's downstairs.
He sat in front of the steps of the building and recited his lines. After making sure that there was nothing wrong, he stood up. At that moment, a woman in a black suit came out of the building, and she looked familiar.
Xiaojun looked at the woman's face in a daze, and the woman looked at Xiaojun. They both stared at each other, feeling that the other looked familiar.
When a woman sees a handsome young man, she feels a strange excitement, but she doesn't know what she is excited about.
This woman is Mi Xiaojia. She got off work early today, but she didn't expect that she would have such a "love encounter".
"Kid, what are you doing here?" Mi Xiaojia squatted in front of Xiaojun, trying his best to look amiable.
Xiaojun quickly recognized Mi Xiaojia, whom he had seen in his mother's old photos.
"My aunt was there just now and asked me to wait for her, but I didn't see her come back to pick me up after waiting for a long time. My aunt must not want me anymore..." Xiaojun said, tears falling down uncontrollably.
Mi Xiaojia felt quite sad after seeing it, her eyes warmed, and she replied softly: "Just wait a little longer, maybe your aunt will come back. My little friend, what is your name, and what is your aunt's name?"
Xiaojun's crying suddenly stopped. He thought for a while and then wiped away his tears for a while: "My name is Xiaojun. My aunt, I don't know..."
"Xiaojun, stop crying. If you cry, my sister will feel bad." Mi Xiaojia wiped the tears from Xiaojun's face with her sleeves.
Geshasa, who was across the street, felt unhappy after hearing this. Why did the handsome boy call her aunt, but called the woman Mi Xiaojia sister? He really knew how to take advantage of her.
"Sister is a good person, I like her." Xiaojun burst into laughter.
"Xiaojia, is this?" A pleasant man's voice sounded from above Xiaojun's head. He blinked his tears and looked at the other person. When he saw that this was the person he was looking for, he immediately became happy.
Luo Cheng's eyes shifted from Mi Xiaojia to the little face of his little friend. The moment he saw the little guy, he immediately felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, and at the same time, he felt a very special affection.
"This is Xiaojun. He said he got separated from his aunt and is waiting for his relatives to pick him up." Mi Xiaojia introduced excitedly from the side, her voice slightly high-pitched.
Luo Cheng frowned and looked at the little guy for a long time, then squatted in front of the little guy, pinched his little face and looked left and right, feeling that something was wrong somewhere.
"Brother, why are you pinching my face?" Xiaojun was unhappy and slapped away Luo Cheng's "irregular" hand on his face.
