Chapter 1344 Xiao An'an: I Secretly Took My Mother's Photo

"An'an?" A head came in again through the crack of the door of the room, and An'an shouted very festively.

The little guy facing the corner behind the door turned his head, looked up, and saw Shangguan Yu's smiling face.

Shangguanyu walked in, closed the door, and squatted down behind the little guy.

He reached out and gently turned the little guy around, pulling him in front of him.

"What's wrong? Why are you standing for punishment again? Did you make Dad unhappy again?" Shangguan Yu asked with concern.

The little guy lowered his head slightly and remained silent.

"An'an? Why don't you talk?" Shangguan Yu smiled and gently pinched the little guy's soft face.

The little guy finally raised his head, his eyes were red, his mouth was slightly pursed, and he looked extremely aggrieved.

He looked at Shangguan Yu, then took two steps forward, hugged Shangguan Yu's neck with two small hands, and buried his small face into Shangguan Yu's neck.

Then, with a choked voice, he called out: "Shangguan's father."

Ruan Ruan Nuo Nuo cried out in a crying voice, which made Shangguan Yu's heart ache terribly.

He hurriedly hugged the little guy, and coaxed distressedly: "It's okay, An An, look at what Shangguan's father brought you for fun."

Shangguan Yu reached into his pocket and took out something.

"Look here."

The little guy let go of one arm, raised his head, looked at the thing in his hand, and saw that it was a pistol.

A simulated model black pistol, made very realistically, almost exactly the same as the real pistol.

"Here." Shangguan Yu handed the replica gun to him.

The little guy reached out and picked it up.

A bit heavy, but just the right weight.

"Do you like it?" Shangguan Yu asked with a smile.

The little guy looked at Shangguan Yu, then nodded, but there was no smile on the little guy's face, nor did he say he liked it.

Shangguan Yu felt sore, raised his hand to rub the little guy's head, and said with a smile, "Then give Shangguan's father a kiss."

The little guy pouted and kissed Shangguan Yu's face.

Shangguan Yu was so happy that he smacked the little guy's soft face back hard, and the kiss was extraordinarily loud.

"An An is so good."

He got up with the little guy in his arms, took him out of the room, and carried him downstairs to play.

The sofa and the table in front of the sofa in the lobby on the first floor were all cleaned up. Except for the remote control and water cups, there was nothing else to be seen.

The other places and corners of the hall are so neat and clean, it really doesn't look like a family with a three-year-old child.

However, it can also be seen from the side that the little guy is a child who can clean up and not be mischievous.

Shangguan Yu sat on the sofa, put the little guy on his lap, and then turned on the TV to liven up the atmosphere in the hall.

He held a pistol and taught the little guy to recognize a gun.

"This is the barrel, this is the trigger..."

Not long after playing with the little guy, a smile gradually appeared on the little guy's face, and now he has the appearance that a child should have.

Seeing that the little guy was in a better mood, Shangguan Yu gave him snacks, and then took the opportunity to ask him: "An An, tell Shangguan's father, why did father punish you for facing the wall again?"

The little guy looked up at Shangguanyu, then turned his head to look in the direction of the second floor, looked at it for a while, and then looked away.

He pursed his lips, lowered his eyes as if he had done something wrong, and replied in a low voice: "I secretly took my mother's photo."

Shangguan Yu felt pain in his heart, looking at the quiet little guy with his head down, he couldn't help but secretly let out a sigh.

Instead of comforting the little guy, he asked him with a smile, "Is mom beautiful?"

The more you comfort him, the more he will care and feel uncomfortable.