Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"Mom." The little guy suddenly called her in a low voice.

From yesterday to now, although the little guy has said the word mother many times, this is the first time that the little guy hasn't said anything else. He just called Wen Xiaoai alone to be his mother.

He screamed a little bit stiffly, even before screaming out after struggling in his heart for a long time.

How could Wen Xiaoai remember that this was the first time the little guy called her mother alone.

She raised her small face and looked at the little guy, unable to tell whether she was crying or laughing, only full of happiness.

She held the little guy's soft face and looked at herself, a sensible, well-behaved, heart-warming baby.

"Mom, can An An not go to kindergarten tomorrow? An An wants to accompany her mother." The little guy didn't dare to ask Jun Moyan again, so he discussed with Wen Xiaoai.

Although I told my father to go to kindergarten tomorrow and only take one day off, he really wanted to be with his mother.

"You...er, Yuan?" Wen Xiaoai heard this vocabulary for the first time, and she was still a little slurred.

"What is it? Is it delicious?" Wen Xiaoai asked the little guy curiously.

The little guy looked at his mother blankly.

"An An?" Wen Xiaoai called him strangely, and then asked him: "What is the kindergarten?"

The little guy regained his senses and asked, "Have you never been to kindergarten?"

Wen Xiaoai shook his head.

"Kindergarten is a place of study, with many children and teachers." The little guy told her.

"Isn't that the school?" Wen Xiaoai frowned suddenly.

She was the school where she was the most troubled since she was a child.

Wen Xiaoai let go of the little guy's face, took off the lollipop in his mouth, and asked in horror: "An An is going to school at such a young age?!"

The little guy nodded: "Yeah."

Wen Xiaoai's eyes widened, with a serious expression on his face.

"Who is so bad that made you go? You are still so young, you should have fun and grow up every day, how can you learn!"

Wen Xiaoai thinks it is too hateful, this is simply too hateful for his wife, how can she bully and abuse her baby Anan?

The little guy tilted his head and said puzzledly: "Dad said, An An is a child, and he is going to read children's books."

Why does mother seem to think going to kindergarten is a bad thing?

Wen Xiaoai frowned: "Jun Moyan asked you to go to the school to study? Want to write and endorse in class?"

The little guy nodded, then shook his head: "An'an is in the small class and can draw and count, but the big class can only write."

He asked Wen Xiaoai: "Does mother not like studying?"

Wen Xiaoai seemed to be jealous: "I don't like it! I hate it the most. An'an doesn't want to study, it's not good."

Wen Xiaoai doesn't like learning, and it is more painful than being sick, so she thinks learning is torture.

"Yeah." The little guy nodded, he listened to his mother, and he didn't like kindergarten either.

But he felt that Dad would not agree: "But Dad said yes, and other children will also study."

"Not good!" Wen Xiaoai corrected the little guy.

As he was talking, Jun Moyan, who was shameless after taking a bath, hurriedly looked for him again.

Seeing the two sitting on the floor of the cloakroom talking about something, and a few drawers filled with a pile of food and play, Jun Moyan knew that the little guy came with Wen Xiaoai.

He immediately yelled angrily: "Jun Shian!"

The little guy was frightened and looked at Jun Moyan at the door.

"Who told you to run around with your mother without a sound? Don't you know that Dad will be anxious?"

Jun Mo Yan said as he walked over, but saw Wen Xiaoai frowning and small face, looking at him with an unhappy and even a little angry.

"What's wrong?" Jun Mo Yan didn't know why.