Chapter 612

"Xuanxuan, in fact, I'm not your aunt xiaorou." Jiang xiaorou said very seriously.

Today is the third time Jiang xiaorou has explained her identity. I have to say the same thing three times. I really feel that I am giving students a class. I change a class every festival, and the content is the same.

"?" Xuanxuan doesn't understand.

If aunt xiaorou was not aunt xiaorou, who would she be? Can people's identity still change? Does aunt xiaorou know magic?

Jiang xiaorou had guessed that Xuanxuan would have this expression.

"Xuanxuan, what I want to say next is very important. Listen carefully. I started talking about things five years ago." Jiang xiaorou said.

"OK." Xuanxuan nodded obediently.

Next, Jiang xiaorou told the story of five years ago from beginning to end. Xuanxuan won't understand it if she doesn't explain it clearly.

"Well, that's all. Do you understand?" Jiang xiaorou finished.

But she thought as like as two peas, the expression on her face was exactly the same from now until now. It seems that he is in the same mood as Shen Yancheng and blossoming, and some can't accept it.

But it's also normal. It's hard for anyone to accept such a big thing.

"So, you are not my aunt xiaorou, like my mother. Jiang Yufei is not my mother, she is fake, you are my mother and blossoming mother, my own mother?" Xuanxuan Shun his thoughts.

Unbelievable, Xuanxuan will doubt whether aunt xiaorou deliberately comforted him with such words. But he believed that aunt xiaorou would not cheat, because she had never cheated him.

Because of this trust, Xuanxuan won't believe it, but chooses to believe her.

"Yes." Jiang xiaorou nodded.

Next second.

Xuanxuan directly jumped into Jiang xiaorou's arms and held her tightly.

"Can I call you mommy now?" Xuanxuan asked.

Jiang xiaorou was almost amused by Xuanxuan. If she wanted to call, she had to ask her whether she agreed or not. Did she stop calling when she said no?

"Didn't you want to call me Mommy for a long time? Now you can finally call openly. What's embarrassing? This is not Xuanxuan I know!" Jiang xiaorou said with a smile.

Xuanxuan first loosened Jiang xiaorou and then looked at her very seriously.

"Mommy?" he called out first.

See if Jiang xiaorou will agree. If she doesn't, won't he be embarrassed?

"Yes." Jiang xiaorou answered.

"Mommy?" Xuanxuan raised another decibel.

"Yes." Jiang xiaorou replied again.

"Mommy?" Xuanxuan then shouted, as if it was fun to shout.

"It's me." Jiang xiaorou replied again.

"Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy..."

Xuanxuan shouted countless mummies in one breath. He wanted to shout out all the mummies he hadn't shouted in the previous five years, all for Jiang xiaorou.

It can be seen that Xuanxuan is really happy because he has a good mother, not the mother who doesn't like him and blossoming. Of course Xuanxuan is happy.

Xuanxuan shouted tired, and Jiang xiaorou smiled. Her hand fell on Xuanxuan's head and stroked it gently.

"Well, don't shout. There will be opportunities in the future. You can shout every day. It's not bad. Hmm?" Jiang xiaorou kept laughing.

Xuanxuan is really cute.

"So, are you really my real mother, not stepmother?" Xuanxuan asked.

My God? Xuanxuan and Duoduo are really close brothers and sisters. Their problems are the same and the direction is the same.

"Of course," said Jiang xiaorou.

Xuanxuan immediately jumped up with joy and shouted in her mouth, "great, aunt xiaorou is a mother, not a stepmother, and the stepmother becomes a real mother, yes."

Eh!!

Xuanxuan, I'm afraid it's not the wrong nerve! Jiang xiaorou smiled helplessly and pulled Xuanxuan downstairs. She was carrying a bag. All the clothes in the bag were for going to the swimming pool later.

In fact, Shen Yancheng's home also has a swimming pool, which is very, very large. Just at home every day. If you swim in your own swimming pool on your birthday, it's meaningless.

Go to public places to play. There are many people, lively and grounded.

Duoduo and Xuanxuan are running in front. Shen Yancheng takes the bag on xiaorou's back and puts it in his hand. They hold hands. You look at me and laugh, and I look at you. Look at Duoduo and Xuanxuan. They run fast in front and are very happy.

"What were you talking to Xuanxuan upstairs just now?" Shen Yancheng guessed and asked xiaorou. He was boring enough.

"I told Xuanxuan." Jiang xiaorou smiled at Shen Yancheng.

He is shining in the sun. It's very beautiful.

"It seems that Xuanxuan likes your mommy very much. He is very happy." Shen Yancheng has never seen Xuanxuan so happy.

"Of course, I'm happy to have such an excellent mother," Jiang xiaorou said proudly.

But Shen Yancheng was a little uncomfortable. Xiaorou has now become the mother of two children, but he has become the stepfather. The man doesn't know where he is. What will he do if he jumps out to rob xiaorou and her children with him one day?

"What's the matter with you?" Jiang xiaorou stopped when she saw that Shen Yancheng's face was wrong.

"Nothing." Shen Yancheng didn't want to say.

They may be unhappy when they say it. Recently, they have always been making contradictions because of various things. Although they have been resolved soon, their hearts still can't stand it.

"You must have something to say! We shouldn't have secrets, should we?" Jiang xiaorou was very serious.

They really can't have secrets. They'll be very tired.

Shen Yancheng looked at xiaorou. His palm gently fell on her face and stroked it gently. It was very gentle.

"Have you ever thought about that man?" Shen Yancheng asked xiaorou.

The man? The man who made xiaorou pregnant? In fact, xiaorou has been looking for him, but she hasn't found him. Up to now, she doesn't know who that person is.

"Why should I miss him?" Jiang xiaorou asked in turn.

If Jiang xiaorou really thought about it, it was to find him, kill him and beat him hard.

"Don't you wonder who he is?" Shen Yancheng asked again.

The more you ask, the more you feel. But if you don't ask, you will feel uncomfortable. He wants to know who xiaorou will choose if the man comes back one day.