You Are My Entire World

"My mother is American, and my father is Chinese." Guoer looked at the peach crouching in front of him, and said crisply: "Mother looks beautiful, but your aunt is more beautiful than your mother, and your mother is as dark as you are. Long straight hair, aunt, when you grow up, will you marry the child?"

"This...this..." Peach suddenly became messy in the wind, and she looked up at Qin Ao with a complex look, and whispered, "Brother...He started thinking about lifelong events at such a young age?"

Qin Ao rested his chin on one hand and pondered for a moment. His deep eyes watched Peach wink and quipped: "Small? I think it's okay. When my mom said you just learned to speak, it was already The husband of the future is given. Maybe you have the same genes as you?"

"..." Peach was speechless.

"Aunt, will you hold your hand later? Uncle Grandpa asked us to call you for breakfast. Let's go over!" Guoer lifted his delicate face and opened innocent dark blue eyes, looking towards peach.

"Well, wait for me to brush my teeth and wash my face first!" After Peaches rushed to freshen up, he grabbed his fluffy little hand.

Xiao Guoer had a proud look and took Peach's hand towards the restaurant. He looked alive in the restaurant, only to find out that everyone had sat down at the big round table.

Peach looked up and looked at it. Although the aunt and uncle watched yesterday, they looked more tired, but because the son and daughter-in-law came back with their grandson this morning, there was still a joy that could not be concealed, and Peach and Dad were busy The porridge is divided into chopsticks, and the blond mother-in-law is pulling Shen Mochen and talking babblingly.

Seeing a few of them coming, Shen Mochen waved towards Peach, beckoning her to sit next to herself.

Peach let go of her little hand, and ran across.

"Oh, aunt, wait for me!" He followed behind Peaches, stroking two short legs, and followed him fartly.

Shen Mochen frowned and looked at the little ghost head sticking to Peach. He was showing a bright smile to himself.

"Uncle!" Guoer shouted politely towards Shen Mochen.

"Well." Shen Mochen's frown finally relaxed.

Unexpectedly, the little ghost turned his head and asked towards the woman sitting next to him: "Mom, when I grow up, I will marry my aunt! Is that okay?"

Everyone at the table was amused by his question, and the sadness in the past two days finally eased a little.

Shen Mochen scowled a pair of delicate eyebrows, glaring at the little girl sitting next to Peach, and said politely: "Your aunt already has a husband."

"Ah? Oh!" Guoer looked up at him with his eyes open and said crisply: "So?"

"Peach is my wife!" Shen Mochen's brow furrowed tighter, and the corners of his mouth could not help smoking. Did the children of the Peach family have been aware of future life-long events since childhood?

"No, Peach is my wife!" Guoer twirled Peach's hand tightly and retorted loudly towards Shen Mochen.

"..." Shen Mochen and Peach glanced silently. Peach bent down and hugged the small body, and said softly in a low voice: "After that, you are still young."