Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

The little guy knows that if he doesn't eat, his mother won't eat.

So he took the first bite and succeeded in getting Wen Xiaoai to take the second bite.

The two squatted on the ground, you took a bite, I took a bite, ate several small cakes and drank a bottle of milk.

The little guy with a small appetite was almost full, and it was the first time to eat so many snack cakes.

"Let's go find Dad for dinner, does An An know where Dad is?" Wen Xiaoai asked the little guy, licking the corner of his mouth.

The little guy also licked the corners of his mouth and nodded.

"Let's go then." Wen Xiaoai stood up and led the little guy to the outside.

When walking out of the dining room, the little guy stopped and looked at Wen Xiaoai.

"What's the matter?" Wen Xiaoai asked.

The little guy did not answer, and dragged her to continue walking.

Wen Xiaoai thought Jun Moyan was upstairs, and who knew the little guy took her out of the villa.

It is late autumn, and the sun is very warm at noon.

Wen Xiaoai was dragged away by the little guy, wondering where Jun Moyan went during the meal.

After walking for a long distance, when I came to the east courtyard, Wen Xiaoai was about to ask the little guy, what did Jun Moyan ran over here, but saw a red and yellow staggered in the distance.

Lu Tingwan was led by the little guy, but his eyes were attracted by the sea of ​​flowers.

When did Wuyuan plant so many beautiful flowers?

She remembered that this place...is the lake?

At the time when Wen Xiaoai was in a trance, the guy had been dragged by the little guy to the sea of ​​flowers.

The little guy looked at the brilliant flowers, then looked at Wen Xiaoai, with a shy smile on his face.

"Why... there are so many flowers?" Wen Xiaoai looked at it again and again, and after a long time she looked away, and looked at the little guy, but saw the little guy staring at him.

"An An and Dad planted it." The little guy told her.

Wen Xiaoai was very surprised.

"Are these flowers grown by An An and Dad?" She asked the little guy in disbelief, wondering why Jun Moyan would still do these things.

The little guy nodded: "Well, I planted it for my mother."

"Got it to me?" Wen Xiaoai looked at the small patch of flowers in front of him again.

"Yeah." The little guy nodded again.

"Is it the flowers that An An and Dad planted for their mother?" Wen Xiaoai asked the little guy again, not knowing whether he was surprised or happy.

"Uncle Tsing Yi said that after planting beautiful flowers, my mother will come back earlier because my mother will like beautiful flowers."

The little guy told Wen Xiaoai.

Uncle Tsing Yi did not lie to him. Although his mother did not come back as soon as the flowers bloomed, she did.

After listening to the little guy's words, Wen Xiaoai knelt down and looked at the little guy's appearance. Wen Xiaoai's voice choked slightly:

"Uncle Tsing Yi told you that if you plant beautiful flowers, your mother will come back, so An An planted so many flowers with her father, right?"

The little guy nodded: "Yeah."

Wen Xiaoai looked at the flowers again, then at the little guy, tears couldn't help but surge.

She was wondering how the two of them came here over the past three years, and whether they have been thinking about her every day, thinking about her so uncomfortable that she can't sleep and eat.

She was thinking, if she didn't come back, or came back a few years later, what should the two of them do? How sad they would be if they planted so many flowers but couldn't wait for her.

Seeing that Wen Xiaoai was sad, the little guy took the initiative to pull one of Wen Xiaoai's hands.

Wen Xiaoai hugged the little guy and resisted crying.

"Does mother like it?" the little guy asked Wen Xiaoai.

"I like it, mom likes it very much, thank you An An."

The little guy laughed when he heard the answer.