Chapter 1177

She could guess what long Chenjue was thinking, but she could not figure out her youngest son at all.

Her son’s mind was really not an ordinary person.

“Long Xuan, how have you been playing with your sister in the manor during this period of time? ” Jian Xiaomo asked long Xuan with a smile.

Long Xuan did not speak and walked out directly.

Jian Xiaomo looked at all of this in surprise. Was Long Xuan angry Was He angry that she did not hug him just now However, in her impression, Long Xuan never seemed to be angry. Of course, he wasn’t happy either. He always had the same expression.

Jian xiaomo wanted to chase long Xuan, but long Lu held onto her and didn’t let go at all. Jian Xiaomo could only pick up long Lu.

After a while, long Xuan’s small figure suddenly appeared in Jian Xiaomo’s bedroom again. Jian Xiaomo couldn’t help but reveal a comfortable smile. It seemed that long Xuan wasn’t angry.

Moreover, he was holding a piece of paper in his hand. When he was with long Xuan, he was also with Mrs. Nangong. Mrs. Nangong looked at long Xuan with a smile.

The piece of paper was very big, and long Xuan was afraid that it would be folded, so he held it very carefully.

Jian Xiaomo immediately carried long Lu and walked in front of Long Xuan.

Long Xuan held the big piece of paper and looked at her with a pair of big black grape eyes. “Mommy. ” As he said that, he handed the paper to Jian Xiaomo.

Jian Xiaomo was even more surprised, while Mrs. Nangong had a completely mysterious expression.

“Mommy, draw. ” Long Lu said sweetly again.

Jian Xiaomo was even more surprised. What drawing? She put down long Xuan and reached out to take long Xuan’s drawing.

Long Xuan was so careful just now, so she naturally took it carefully. Long Xuan seemed to be very satisfied with her behavior and looked at Jian Xiaomo with a pair of deep eyes.

When Long Xuan didn’t care about a person, he was expressionless.

But when he cared about a person, his eyes were as deep as long Chenjue’s.

Jian Xiaomo could no longer look at the almost identical little face. She quickly shifted her gaze. When she looked at the paper, she was stunned for a few seconds, completely stiff. Then she cried out in surprise, “Long Xuan, did you draw this? ”

Jian Xiaomo was incomparably surprised. On the White Paper, there was a drawing of a family of four. Although long Xuan was still too good at drawing and the drawing was crooked, she could already tell that it was a drawing of a person.

An adult, a child.

The difference between an adult and a small person was that the adult was big and the small person was small.

Every part of the person’s body was drawn in circles instead.

Then, she looked down and saw: Daddy, Mommy, Long Lu, Long Xuan.

Jian Xiaomo’s eyes were wet from looking at it. Although her son’s drawing looked so ridiculous, her son was not even two years old yet. A child that was not even two years old could actually draw such a drawing.

Jian Xiaomo’s eyes were filled with surprise and joy.

Mrs. Nangong smiled and said, “long Xuan has been drawing ever since you left. This is the final drawing. Of course, there is the help of a parenting teacher. ”

Upon hearing this, Jian Xiaomo immediately held the drawing paper carefully in her hand and said to long Xuan, “Long Xuan, have you been drawing ever since I left? ” Jian Xiaomo’s eyes were filled with tears.

It turned out that her son had been drawing ever since she left without crying or making a fuss. He had been drawing the four of them.

A soft spot in Jian Xiaomo’s heart was touched.

Long Xuan opened his beautiful big eyes and did not answer Jian Xiaomo’s question. Instead, he asked Jian Xiaomo, “Mommy, when will daddy come back? ”