Chapter 1405 Wen Xiaoai: It's My An'an

It's rare that the little guy has something he likes, and he likes toys like other normal kids. How could Jun Moyan talk about him, wishing he could buy more and come back to play.

"Ah? Dad knows?" The little guy unconsciously frowned, looking a little unhappy.

"Yeah, what's the matter, can't you tell Dad about this? Does An An think that Uncle Tsing Yi's money is used, and Dad will say An An? No, Uncle Tsing Yi's money is given by Dad, and Dad's is An An's. Then An An used her own money, if An An was not too young, afraid that An An would not be safe, and would not know how to use it, Dad would have given the money to An An to take care of it herself." Tsing Yi coaxed.

The little guy stopped talking again, he actually wanted to say that he bought these toys for his mother, and he didn't want his father to know, because he was afraid that if he did these by himself, his father would be sad.

Because his mother never came back, although his father would share his mother's affairs with him, he knew that his father was still unhappy because he still hadn't seen his father smile.

"Okay, let's go in."

Tsing Yi brought the little guy in, and the little guy hugged the little doll with a worried expression on his face.

"Be careful of the steps, go up slowly." Tsing Yi reminded.

The little guy lowered his head and walked up the steps seriously, then followed Tsing Yi into the gate of the villa with the little doll in his arms.

He was thinking for a while whether to tell his father that these toys were not bought for himself, but for his mother. When he looked up, the scene in front of the sofa made the little guy stop abruptly, and then his eyes were fixed on those two toys. on people...

Tsing Yi kept her head down, all her attention was on the little guy, suddenly she saw the little guy stopped, staring blankly ahead, Tsing Yi was puzzled.

He looked at the little guy strangely, then raised his head and looked in the direction the little guy was looking.

Wen Xiaoai's face was blocked by Jun Moyan's hand, but Tsing Yi recognized it even if he couldn't see his face, and even if Tsing Yi didn't recognize it, he knew that it couldn't be anyone else except Wen Xiaoai.

"Miss Wen..." Tsing Yi murmured, then slowly stood up straight, staring at Wen Xiaoai without blinking.

Wen Xiaoai heard the movement and subconsciously looked over.

In the vision blurred by tears, a small figure appeared. Tears fell from the eyes, and the vision became clear. The moment she saw the little guy, Wen Xiaoai was stunned.

She raised her head slowly, staring blankly at the little guy with red eyes from crying, motionless.

Jun Moyan saw the little guy's shadow from her eyes as deep as the sea, then turned her head to look, and looked back at Wen Xiaoai after a while.

Wen Xiaoai stared at the little guy, forgot to breathe for a moment, and the little guy also stared at her.

After a while, Wen Xiaoai looked back at Jun Moyan in a daze, and asked, "...is, is it my An An?"

Tears fell following the words, and before Jun Moyan could answer, she immediately looked back at the little guy.

No need to answer, it must be, it must be her An An.

Even if she hadn't seen it, even if she hadn't seen it, Wen Xiaoai knew that it was the baby she had been pregnant with for nine months.

"...Yes, it's An'an." Jun Moyan answered her.

Wen Xiaoai looked at the little guy, slowly let go of his hands holding Jun Moyan's face, and then slowly sat up straight, keeping his eyes on the little guy at the door from the beginning to the end. .