Zhou Yu couldn't be pushed away. Xuan Yingluo had to be held by him passively.

Now she and Xiao Qi are held in his arms by him. His arms are strong and powerful, and can stably confine them in his arms. Xuan Yingluo's face is close to his fine chest, and his ear is resting on the position of his atrium. There is a "bang bang" heart beat, which makes people feel at ease and want to rely on.

Xuanyingluo looked at the little seven childe in her arms. The little seven childe looked at her with grape big black eyes. The little seven childe was very happy.

These years were the first time they were reunited.

Xuanyingluo reached out and touched Xiaoqi's small head. The slender feather trembled quickly, and she slowly closed her eyes.

In fact, she is also very tired over the years. She doesn't need help, but she will also want a reliance in her heart. When she is tired, she can rest on his shoulder and be her harbor when the wind and rain are shaking. In fact, Xuan's parents and daughters who are famous all over the world also need these.

Aware of xuanyingluo's looseness and softness, Zhou Yu lowered her head, her thin lips fell on her white and greasy forehead, and gently dropped a kiss.

Xuanyingluo quickly squeezed her fist and hit him, which means --- don't go too far.

Zhou Yu drew her thin lips into a loving and joyful arc and laughed softly.

After holding them quietly for a while, Zhou Yu released their mother and son. "I have something to deal with. Let's go first."

"Millet, are you leaving?" Asked little seven.

Zhou Yu nodded, "yes, there's something to deal with at hand. When it's done, Shu will come to you and your mommy. We'll never separate again, okay?"

Little seven nodded vaguely, "OK."

Zhou Yu looked at Xuan Yingluo and said, "I'll go first."

Little seven childe is a child. He doesn't understand the complex world of adults. Zhou Yu wants to be with their mother and son. There are still many things to be solved.

His identity, as well as ah Juan, can't handle these problems well. He can't give them a home.

Xuanyingluo knew this. Her face was hot. "Just go. You don't need to tell me."

When he left, he said hello to her. Now he suddenly said hello, which is a bit like the husband's advice to his wife. Xuan Yingluo is not used to it.

Zhou Yu looked at her awkward appearance. Instead of rejecting people thousands of miles away on weekdays, she was a bit more gentle at home. He liked her better.

Zhou Yu couldn't help but reach out and pinch her little face.

He had a strong hand and deliberately hurt her. Xuanyingluo raised her eyes and stared at him. She was going to hit him.

Zhou Yu quickly jumped away. He copied his hands into his trouser pockets and looked at Xuan Yingluo's beloved smile.

The little seven childe covered his face with two small hands and smiled happily, "little seven didn't see anything."

Xuan Yingluo's face was even redder, "..."

At this time, Zhou Yu rubbed the little head of little seven, "little seven, I'm really gone. Don't listen to Mommy, you know? You're a little man when I'm away. You should protect Mommy."

The little seven childe quickly raised his small arm and made a very man posture, "OK, I, a little man, will protect Mommy."

Zhou Yu really left.

Looking at his heroic body disappearing into sight, xuanyingluo hugged Xiao Qi's son. She was thinking that this might be the power of father's love. Xiao Qi she brought out was gentle and polite. She always took care of Xiao Qi's life very carefully, but the child brought out by Zhou Yu was a little man.