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395. The Feeling of Home 4

Mu Qingyu nodded gratefully. She knew that Li Xiaoran left space for them and was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable. She was grateful from the bottom of her heart for Li Xiaoran's meticulous care of Mu Shangen during this month. She was also grateful to him for his meticulous care of Mu Shangen.

This heart of my own.

There was eye contact between the two adults. Mu Qingyu expressed his gratitude with his eyes, while Li Xiaoran expressed his feelings with his eyes.

Li Xiaoran stood up from the sofa and went to the kitchen to get busy, while Mu Qingyu pulled Mu Shangen away and asked him to stand in front of her, looking at it carefully from head to toe.

Enen seems to have grown a little taller, and has gained some flesh on his face. Moreover, his skin is white. One look at it, and you can tell that Li Xiaoran has taken good care of him.

Moreover, Li Xiaoran never called to say that Enen was ill, which proved that his recent physical health was also very good, which also laid a good time for surgery.

Mu Shangen stood there honestly, letting his mother look at him, and the word "mommy" was newly learned from TV.

He hugged Mu Qingyu flatteringly and said, "Mommy, you are finally back, I miss you so much!"

Mu Qingyu felt the soft little hands on her neck and the softness in her arms. She felt that her unsettled heart suddenly found support, her wandering heart suddenly found its direction, and all her efforts were fulfilled.

She found the reason for her struggle, and everything she gained from her efforts was shared with her.

"Well, mom misses you too. Mom promises you that she will never go on a business trip for so long again, okay?" Mu Qingyu looked at Mu Shangen and said.

"Really? Mom is not lying?" Mu Shangen blinked and looked at Mu Qingyu seriously.

"Of course, when has mom ever lied to you?" Mu Qingyu said softly. At this moment, her whole body exuded the light of motherhood.

The halo was huge, and the strongest part of the light shrouded Mu Shangen's body. At this moment, he looked like an innocent little angel.

Li Xiaoran came to the living room and looked at the mother and son radiating light on the sofa. He felt that his heart was full at the moment, and he felt that he was so lucky to meet them.

"Qingyu, eh, you've eaten porridge, come and wash your hands." After saying that, he walked to the sofa and took Mu Shangen's little hand.

Mu Shangen's left hand was held by Li Xiaoran, and his right hand was held by Mu Qingyu. At this moment, these three people really looked like a family that loved each other.

Mu Shangen raised his little face, looked at Mu Qingyu, then at Li Xiaoran, shook off their hands, and said while running, "I'm going to wash my hands myself."

After saying that, he disappeared in a flash, leaving Mu Qingyu and Li Xiaoran face to face, looking at each other and smiling.

"Li Xiaoran, don't mind, Enen is so naughty sometimes." Mu Qingyu said with some embarrassment.

Li Xiaoran looked at Mu Qingyu with burning eyes, stretched out his hand, put Mu Qingyu's hair that was scattered in front of his ears, and put it behind his ears, and said, "It's okay, Enen is a good and sensible boy."

Mu Qingyu felt a little embarrassed when she saw Li Xiaoran's stretched out hand. She took a step back and tied her hair up by herself: "I'm going to wash my hands too."

After saying that, he left the sofa first. Li Xiaoran looked at Mu Qingyu's increasingly slender figure, then lowered his head and looked at his hand, which had just touched her hair. There was still a soft, silky touch on his fingertips.

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