"This question is a bit complicated for you. I will tell you when I have the opportunity later." She was also very confused when it came to mentioning this matter. She turned back and glanced at him and asked, "Why do you want to leave here? Your mommy is here, you are not afraid.
Is she worried?"
Under the moonlight, a dark stain appeared on his tight face, he pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.
It seems that the relationship between their mother and son is very disharmonious.
Xiahou Huan'er didn't ask any more questions. She never bothered to do anything that would expose people's scars.
After a moment of silence, Xia Hou Huan'er felt that the atmosphere was really weird, so she couldn't help but find something to say.
"Kid, how have you survived these five hundred years?"
Dongfang Xingran asked coldly: "Why should I tell you?"
"Because I am your little aunt, it is right for the elders to care about the younger ones." Seeing how friendly she was, Xiahou Huan'er grinned with a bright smile on her face.
But to be honest, her face was dirty, and it was really weird for her to smile like that.
Dongfang Xingran looked at her with some confusion: "How can you still laugh at this time? What is the structure of your head?"
"If you don't laugh, why should you cry? Although crying can detoxify, don't you think laughing is more beautiful than crying?" Of course women want to be beautiful, not ugly.
Dongfang Xingran's lips twitched, and then he came to a conclusion: "Weird woman."
Xiahou Huan'er immediately retorted: "You are the weird kid."
Dongfang Xingran continued to correct him calmly: "I am already five hundred years old."
She answered more smoothly: "A five-hundred-year-old brat."
This time, he didn't bother to correct her. Anyway, he didn't care much about the title, because he still looked like a four or five-year-old.
Don't blame the dog for following you if you look like a bun.
After a long silence, Xiahou Huan'er teased him: "Why don't you say anything again?"
He said casually: "The nonsense I said today is the total amount I have said in the past few years."
"Hey, what, you don't usually talk?" Xia Houhuan'er looked back at him in surprise. No wonder he looked like an autistic child when he saw him.
"I have nothing to say, and..." He paused before continuing, "No one told me."
No wonder he is so strange, it turns out to be the environment.
She asked after careful consideration: "Aren't you with your mommy? She doesn't chat with you?"
"She is completely focused on how to get the man on your back. She has no time to pay attention to me." His childish voice was a little deeper.
It can be seen from this that his mother must not be a qualified mother. If she has a son like her in the future, she will definitely treat him as a baby and pamper and love him.
but……
Thinking of that report, her heart sank.
Forget it, this kind of thing is hard to come by. Even if she struggles to death, God will not give her a son. Let this matter take its course.
She changed the subject in a relaxed tone: "By the way, he was hypnotized by your mommy. Is there any way you can wake him up?"
He said calmly: "I'm not sure, but I can try."
"If you didn't tell me earlier, you should try it quickly." Xiahou Huan'er couldn't help but stare, she was carrying him and walking in such an awkward manner just now.
"It won't be solved for a while. As time goes by, my mommy's men will definitely come after me. No one will be able to leave by then."
