Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"Because An'an is a boy and you are a girl, we have to correctly guide children to have different concepts between men and women..."

Before Jun Mo Yan finished speaking, Wen Xiaoai pulled back the two hands he was holding and interrupted him: "I don't want to listen to you, I want to kiss, you just don't want me to be safe , You want me to kiss you alone, I don't want it."

Wen Xiaoai playfully spit out her little tongue at him: "Slightly, I am going to kiss." Then she ran away.

"Little boy?" Jun Moyan had a headache looking at Wen Xiaoai who was running away.

When eating breakfast, the little guy felt that his father was not very happy. The look in his eyes made the little guy think that he had made a mistake, which made him a little scared. He secretly looked at Jun Moyan for several times, not knowing what his father was. what happened.

After dinner, the two sent the little guy to kindergarten.

As Tsing Yi drove, Jun Moyan knew that Wen Xiaoai would definitely want to sit with the little guy, so he took the initiative to **** it to Wen Xiaoai.

Sitting in his father's arms, the little guy always feels cold in the back of his neck, and he doesn't dare to move.

Today was supposed to be his happiest day since he went to kindergarten, but now it is a bit difficult to be happy.

"This is the kindergarten? Where do children learn?"

Wen Xiaoai looked at the kindergarten curiously. It was the first time he saw a human school, which looked like this.

"Let's go, let's send An An in." Jun Moyan opened the door and got out of the car holding the little guy.

Wen Xiaoai followed him out of the car, and when he got out of the car, the little guy went and took Wen Xiaoai's hand.

"Are we going in?" Wen Xiaoai asked Jun Moyan, but looked at the kindergarten.

"Yeah." Jun Moyan knew that the little guy could look forward to it for too long this day, jealous to be jealous, but after all, it's his own kind.

The little guy is carrying a small schoolbag, holding his mother in one hand, and his father in the other, walking very happily.

The class was noisy, and when I saw the little guy's family of three, he calmed down.

"It's An An, An An is here." The little girl in the class doesn't like the little guy very much, especially after knowing that the little guy has such a tall and handsome father, the little guy is even the little star in the class.

These days the little guy didn't come, and the little girls didn't talk about him less, and asked several times every day why the teacher An An didn't come, whether he was sick, or did not come to read like the previous classmates.

"An An's father is also here."

"It's An An's father."

"That pretty sister is so pretty, is that An An's mother?"

"Her eyes are blue, the same color as Princess Aisha's, so beautiful."

"I like Princess Aisha best."

The class became noisy again, because the little guy's family of three arrived, the children were very excited, and the little guy's father was especially welcome.

Looking at the children in a classroom, Wen Xiaoai whispered to Jun Moyan, "So there are really many children."

It turns out that children in the human world really have to go to school when they are very young. Jun Moyan did not lie to her. The children are really in the school. If you don't come to the school, you won't be able to make friends.

Wen Xiaoai looked at the excited little guys, and said to Jun Moyan: "They seem to like An An very much."

"Mr. Lu, Lu, I'm sending An An." The teacher stepped forward with a little fear, and couldn't help but look at Wen Xiaoai.

"Yeah." Jun Mo Yan responded indifferently, and then took the little guy in his hand and took a step forward: "Go."

The little guy let go of his parents and took the teacher's hand, but his eyes still looked at Wen Xiaoai.