Chapter 262

Feng Jiuxi squatted down and gently stroked his soft hair, trying to ease his tension.

The steamed stuffed bun lowered his head and stirred the corners of his clothes with his fingers, "Mom, I have nothing to say..."

"Cheat!" Feng Jiuxi directly pointed out, "you were born in your mother's stomach. Do you have an idea in your heart? Won't your mother know?"

Seeing this, the little steamed stuffed bun raised his head and wanted to keep his eyes slightly moist. He stubbornly refused to let his tears flow down. "Mom, I don't want to go to the palace with you. I don't want to be a burden to you."

Feng Jiuxi's heart ached and her heart softened. "How can you be a burden to your mother? You're her mother's pride."

"But I've heard many people say that my mother is looked down upon by so many people because of me. Now my mother has finally found happiness. I don't want to embarrass her because of me." xiaobaozi reached out to wipe away his tears and said seriously.

The little guy's sensible appearance is so touching!

Feng Jiuxi had to sigh that such a lovely and sensible child was born to her.

"My mother is not embarrassed at all. My mother's happiness can only be complete with you, you know? So follow my mother obediently, and my mother will never leave you alone." Feng Jiuxi said with firm eyes.

The steamed stuffed bun seemed to be moved. In the final analysis, he was only three years old. It was a sticky time. How could he really be willing to leave Feng Jiuxi. It is against my heart to say that just now.

"But will the Lord feel..."

Before he finished, there was a shadow above his head, followed by a magnetic sound, "No."

The steamed stuffed bun looked up, and then his body was picked up easily.

Feng Jiuxi was surprised to see Yanqing and asked, "Why are you here? Dad won't take you to talk?"

"You still say... I know I don't like making trouble, and I'm left there alone." Yanqing looked at her with some deep resentment.

Feng Jiuxi joked, "but I don't think you talked happily with your father just now?"

That's my father-in-law... Can you speak with a cold face

Yan Qing turned to look at the little thing in her arms and raised her eyebrows. "Everything you worry about will not happen. From now on, I will be your father. I promised your mother that I will treat you as my own."

Behind the yuan dark self make complaints about: it is their own life, cough.

"Really, you promise?" the little steamed stuffed bun summoned up the courage to look into Shang Yanqing's eyes and his face was full of seriousness.

"Well, I promise. Ben Wang has never broken his word to anyone."

The little steamed stuffed bun heard this, breathed a sigh of relief, and then stretched out his little finger in front of him, "let's pull hook."

Yan Qing looked at the finger in front of her and turned to Feng Jiuxi.

"This won't?" Feng Jiuxi helplessly stretched out his hand to explore him, and then hooked the steamed stuffed bun with his fingers. At the moment when the hands of the three people touched each other, they were all stunned. There was always a feeling of destiny.

"Well, you'll be the son of my Pluto in the future. Should you change your mouth?" Yan Qing rarely showed an expectant expression.

The steamed stuffed bun was a little transparent and slightly pinched. It was crisp and shouted, "Dad!"

"I can't hear you. Make it louder."

"Daddy!" the little steamed stuffed bun shouted with all his strength: he was completely relieved after shouting.

Seeing that the two get along well, Feng Jiuxi was relieved at last.