Chapter 674 Who Is He...Why He Holds You

"Well, my name is An Qiyue. I was born in July in midsummer and is Ji Yifan's mother. Remember?"

Ji Yifan pursed his mouth, as if he wanted to cry, but in the end he forced him back.

He glanced dangerously at the malicious Shura beside him, and said, "Who is he? Why is he hugging you?"

Shura was particularly shameless and evil, and he said to the little guy with red eyes: "I am your father!"

Xiao Baozi flung his disgusted eyes over, "You are so ugly, you still want to be my father? You think I am a three-year-old kid, is it easy to lie? I am yellow, and you are white. We are of different races. You can't give birth to me!"

Shura, "..."

An Qiyue laughed out loud, and she thought to herself, Er Zai is awesome and has a really high IQ!

Holding the little guy's face, she looked left and right, and found that he looked exactly the same as Ji Liunian, Meng Lang's flirt, or even better, and suddenly felt a little proud in her heart.

She thought, she is only 21 years old at such a young age, and she has a son with such a high IQ, she should wake up from her dream with laughter.

Ji Yifan looked at the silly little woman holding her face and smiling, and said, "Is he picking on you?"

The sourness in An Qiyue's heart suddenly disappeared a lot, and she suddenly felt that this child was raised very well, and the three views were too real.

Especially that cold expression, which is exactly the same as his father's.

She pinched Xiao Baozi's chubby face, "Well, you don't like him?"

Shura's eyes full of expectation quietly fell on the little guy's face, but the little guy didn't give him any face.

He raised his head proudly, and said, "You are too old to be worthy of you!"

Shura, "..."

An Qiyue was completely amused by him, and couldn't help kissing him a few times.

Xiao Baozi was still a little uncomfortable at first, his cheeks were flushed like pink roses blooming on the fence, pink and pink, very cute.

An Qiyue hugged him and sat on the stone bench in the shade, the little thing's small hands were drawn on her face from time to time, the small hands were cold, as if she couldn't get enough of her, and she was very afraid that she would disappear.

Ji Yifan looked at it for a long time, as if he suddenly remembered something, then tilted his head to look at An Qiyue, raised his finger and pointed to his nose, "Am I more like you, or more like that man?"

An Qiyue felt very uncomfortable, and the child probably blamed them in his heart.

Because there is no biological parent since birth, and now suddenly there is an extra mother for no reason. For children, there is always a process of adaptation.

That's why he didn't call her mommy!
An Qiyue raised her hand to touch the top of his jet-black hair. His round, dark pupils reflected her elegant and graceful facial features.

She smiled and said, "Who do you want to be more like?"

The little bun lowered his head, as if he was thinking about this problem very seriously. After a while, he raised his head to meet An Qiyue's beautiful eyes, and said, "Like Mommy!"

An Qiyue rubbed the tip of her nose against the child's soft face, her voice was hoarse and deep, "Good boy, do you blame Mommy for not being with you all the time?"

Ji Yifan read a hint of distress from An Qiyue's eyes, and he raised his chubby little hand to wipe her tears, "No, grandpa and grandma said that you had no choice but to leave Fanfan in order to support Fanfan. To make money It's for raising Fanfan, Fanfan won't blame Mommy. Mommy won't cry!"

PS: Mo Shang: Baozi has a super high IQ...

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