Wen Wen frowned slightly, led Yao Hua directly into the house, and the door closed with a "bang".
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Inside the room.
Serving the dishes with a gentle and calm face, setting out the bowls and chopsticks,
At first, Xiao Yaohua was happy because she defeated her uncle.
But after seeing the tender expression, I immediately knew something was wrong.
I quickly climbed onto the bed and sat down, took the special dishes and chopsticks, and waited obediently.
There was a slight panic in his big eyes.
Wen Wen knew that she had scared him, so she quickly calmed down and asked, "Did I scare you?"
Xiao Yaohua pretended not to be afraid and shook her head, but her slightly panicked eyes revealed everything.
"Sorry, I couldn't control my emotions just now. I'm not angry, I'm just in a bad mood..." Wen Wen reached out and rubbed his hair.
"Did uncle make you angry?" Xiao Yaohua asked, tilting her head.
As soon as Dongfang Aoshi was mentioned, his gentle expression froze instantly.
Wen Wen doesn't want to be angry in front of children.
But there is no way.
She couldn't control it.
As long as Dongfang Aoshi is mentioned, she will think of herself and her children, who have been hurt like that...
There is simply no way to keep calm.
If possible, Wen Wen really wants to stab Dongfang Aoshi several times to vent her anger!
"Princess?" Xiao Yaohua tilted her head to look at her.
"Just call me aunt, no need to call me princess." Genuine corrected Xiao Yaohua's title.
She is not the proud princess of the East.
Not anymore.
Five years ago, when Dongfang Aoshi gave it to General Han, it was no longer the case.
"Auntie." Xiao Yaohua changed her title obediently, "Are you angry with uncle?"
"No." Wen Wen shook her head, not wanting to tell the children about these sad pasts, "Yaohua, hurry up and eat. After eating, it's time to wash up and rest."
"Oh." Xiao Yaohua nodded, lowered her head silently, and concentrated on eating.
Although Xiao Yaohua is young, she can already feed herself very skillfully.
Moreover, he has very good table manners, unlike other children who scatter rice grains all over the table.
Wen Wen looked at Xiao Yaohua, her eyes sore, thinking of the child she had lost.
He turned his head away and wiped away the moisture from his eyes.
It doesn't matter.
Wuming has already said it.
The bond between mother and son is very deep.
The child in her belly was the one she lost many years ago.
She didn't lose the child.
In a few months, she will see her child.
No need to feel bad......
"Auntie, I'm full. Don't eat." Xiao Yaohua finished eating and patted her belly.
Wen Wen came back to her senses instantly and wiped the soup from the corners of Xiao Yaohua's mouth with her handkerchief.
"You need to wipe it here too." Xiao Yaohua stretched out her little hand, which was fat and cut into pieces, very cute.
Wet the handkerchief gently and wipe it clean for him.
"And here." Xiao Yaohua pointed to her cheek.
Moisten it gently with water and wipe it again.
"Thank you, Auntie."
"You're welcome." She rubbed his hair gently.
This kid is really well-behaved.
Not only is he clean and polite, he doesn't look like a four-year-old child at all.
She looks so good, she's almost made out of powder......
Wen Wen couldn't help but reached out and caressed Xiao Yaohua's cheek, "Yaohua."
"Aunt?" Xiao Yaohua looked towards Wen Wen with her round and bright eyes.