"The third uncle never came back? Last time when I was an adult, didn't my third uncle say to go home? Where did you go again? "

Wan Feng returns to her parents with Chifeng and talks about her third uncle. It's strange that Feng Ying hasn't come back yet. Of course, Feng Ying has become the best person to change the topic. After all, when it comes to Feng Ying, everyone must be worried about him, and she is the same.

The relationship between the two of them and the third uncle has been very good since childhood. Although there is a difference in age, Feng Ying is just a child king because of his temperament.

Now that the child Wang is gone, it's still a good target for transfer after he is separated from them.

It's just that Wan Feng ignored a little

"What's the matter? Don't you three uncles often play missing? No matter where you are, you can't stay. Don't worry. You'll be back in a few days. Besides, you've only been away for a few days, even ten days. In the past, he disappeared for a hundred years. It's OK. "

"It's you two. How are you doing recently? How about going out with Jiang Xinrui? I remember you didn't go out long, did you? Why did you come back to see us all of a sudden? "

Luo Yao wears a simple light purple plain shirt, elegant and refined. He looks at Chifeng with his eyebrows. When Wan Feng looks at her, she is tender and beautiful. Half of her green silk is rolled up and half is draped behind her head. She only uses a purple jade hairpin to decorate it. A few messy hairs are wrapped around Luo Yao's face. Wan Feng's heart is soft, and then she reaches out her hand to gather her mother's broken hair behind her head, Quietly against the mother's arms.

It seemed that I missed it for a long time. I was deeply attached to Chifeng, Luoyao and even Brahma.

Didn't you just come back a few days ago?

Is that the difference between a daughter and a son? Seeing this, Vatican holds a teacup and looks at his son, while Chifeng just stares at him with big eyes. Vatican is helpless. Although he says his son looks more beautiful and sometimes looks like a daughter, Chifeng can't do what a daughter can do.

In fact, it's not to say that she can't do it. Chifeng is OK with Luo Yao, but she has no feelings for her hard father

Of course, this is the inner words of the two children. Both Chifeng and Wanfeng are more dependent on their mother, Luo Yao.

"My sweet, what's the matter? I haven't held my mother like this for a long time? Or did you get hurt outside? Your younger brother is angry with you. Talk to your mother, and she will decide for you. "

Luo Yao looks down at his daughter who suddenly rushes into his arms. Looking at the look of dependence, Luo Yao's mouth is smiling and his eyes are full of light. It's all gentle light. He cherishes his daughter and feels guilty. Luo Yao holds Wan Feng tightly

In fact, Luo Yao regretted that when she asked Wanfeng to take care of her younger brother, but she didn't know what else to do. Her body couldn't get up at that time. Brahma had no time to take care of her. The task of taking care of Chifeng was on Wanfeng.

Luo Yao also knows that this is to let one child's fate be completely imposed on another child. If one child has an accident, the other child will be doomed.

This is what Luo Yao worries about day and night.

"Sweet..."

Wan Feng leans in Luo Yao's arms and is feeling the sweet smell of her mother. She hears a sweet sound from Luo Yao's mouth and opens her eyes instantly.