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"Baozi, why don't you talk today?" Su an warm to Su baozi finishing clothes, "today this suit is good."

She gently touched Su baozi's head, eyes full of doting: "usually you talk the most, today how don't talk."

One side of Su Tuanzi stretched out a fat little hand, tender voice spread: "must be in front of Sisi embarrassed, wet pants."

If you put it in the past, Su baozi would fight with Su Tuanzi, but today, he is surprisingly quiet.

"Baozi, did Tuanzi bully you?" Su an Nuan gently points Su baozi's nose and grabs a smile at the corner of his mouth. "With Mommy, Tuanzi doesn't dare to bully you."

As soon as Su Tuanzi heard that his mouth was bulging, his bell like eyes glared in the past: "I know how to act coquetry with Mommy!"

From the beginning to the end, Su baozi didn't say a word. He was just clinging to Su an's warm body and holding her clothes tightly.

"What's the matter with the child?" In front of the car, Jessie frowned slightly. "She was still fine at the airport. Was she scared by anyone?"

Su annuan also felt that something was wrong. On weekdays, Su baozi kept talking. Today, he didn't say a word.

I remember when they first arrived in H City, Su baozi was crying all the time, so it was not named.

She looked down at Su baozi with a little worry in her eyes.

However, at this time, Su baozi raised his head, narrowed his eyes and laughed.

"It's OK. I'm tired." When Su annuan saw Su baozi laughing, he was relieved.

When Su annuan comes back home and arranges his things, he sees Su baozi whirling around the house, as if he is looking at something.

"Mommy, is brother baozi stupid?" Su Tuanzi bit his fingers, a trace of doubt in his tender voice, "how can he not say a word?"

Everyone is not used to quiet Su baozi.

Suannan chuckled and said nothing.

Su baozi is dangling his small body in every corner of the living room. He seems very curious about the photos on the wall.

"Steamed buns." Su annuan went to Su baozi's back, gently picked him up, then sat on the sofa, let him lean on his arms, "why don't you talk today?"

Su baozi raised his tender face and locked his big eyes tightly on Su annuan, as if thinking about something.

"Mommy knows it's wrong. She shouldn't leave you here. Next time, she won't leave you any more." Su annuan hugs Su baozi tightly and smiles at the corner of his mouth.

"Mommy..." Su baozi opened his mouth difficultly. His voice was a little light. These two words seemed to jump out of his mouth.

Su an is warm a Leng, a week does not see, son's voice... How to feel a little strange.

"Mommy, Mommy." Su baozi seemed to be addicted. She was close to Su an's warm body. Her two little hands grasped her clothes on her chest, and her small body was shaking.

Suannan is stupid, and so is easisie.

What's wrong with this bun?

"Smelly boy, it's like I'm bullying you." Yi Sisi pursed helplessly with a smile, "as soon as I come back, I'll be coquettish."

"Brother baozi is too bad. Mommy, I want to hold him too." Each one is a child's heart, Su Tuanzi also gathered in the past, tightly embracing Su an's warm thighs.

Su'an gently touched Su Tuanzi's head and laughed.

"They want it, too." Yisisi also came over and put her arms around Suan's warm neck from behind.

Su an warm suddenly smile out, how with three children.

Su baozi buried his head in su'an's warm chest. His big dark eyes were filled with mist, and there was a little uneasiness in his eyes. The uneasiness in his heart became bigger and bigger, and the tears in their eyes suddenly dropped.

"Why are you crying? "Steamed buns."

"Mommy, I'm fine!" Su baozi shakes his head and tears out a smile, but only he knows it from the bottom of his heart. In fact, he is not su baozi at all. He is Ye Jingcheng. Today, he went to the airport to meet his father. When he came out, he was admitted by these three women.

Looking at the face as like as two peas in the photo, he knew that the woman who held herself in front of him was his mother.

Now, he's greedy for his mother's taste