Limited Time Hidden Marriage

Wen Churan snorted coldly, "Don't even think about it!"

The little milk tank raised its little head in Wen Churan's arms, blinked her big watery eyes, stretched out her chubby little hands and grabbed Wen Churan's collar.

Wen Churan raised his head and simply ignored him, putting on an extremely arrogant look.

Seeing this, the little milk tank lowered its head again and rubbed Wen Churan's chest intimately.

"Mama...mama..."

Wen Churan's heart suddenly softened at the sound of milky calls.

Almost no one is immune to this child's coquettishness.

"Want Mom to make glutinous rice dumplings for you?"

"Uh-huh…"

"Then apologize to Mom." Wen Churan began to teach carefully and used delicious food as a temptation. "If you do something wrong, you should apologize. You apologize to Mom, and Mom will reward you with glutinous rice dumplings when you get home. How about that?" ?”

Apologize?

The little milk jug rubbed her head against her chest.

The next moment, he suddenly made two noises from his mouth and said in a protesting tone, "It's obviously Mom who pretends to be someone else to deceive me every day. It should be Mom who apologizes to me!"

"Hey, you little brat!" Wen Churan's anger was instantly ignited again, and he threatened fiercely, "You don't want to eat the glutinous rice dumplings, do you?!"

Unexpectedly, this threat suddenly lost its effect.

The little milk pot said in a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant, "If you don't want to eat it, you won't eat it. Mom, every time you make glutinous rice dumplings, they are raw. I don't care about eating them!"

What? !

Wen Churan never expected that this little thing's mood would change so quickly.

Even though, he was born from her belly.

She was even shocked to find that as a mother, she had no way of understanding her biological son's thoughts.

It's not that she doesn't want to understand.

But at such a young age, this child's mind has become bottomless and unpredictable.

This kind of characteristic is exactly the same as his dada.

The long-lasting memories buried deep in her heart seemed to be slowly being activated. Just when they were about to burst out like a tidal wave, a soft call suddenly reached her ears.

"Mom? Mama?!"

Wen Churan suddenly came to his senses.

"Mama, what's wrong with you?" Little Milk Tank asked worriedly.

Wen Churan didn't answer, but stretched out her hand to pinch his tender cheeks, and said angrily, "Just now you said you begged me to eat glutinous rice balls, and now you say you don't care about it, you fickle stinky milk can!"

The little milk jug covered her mouth, first she was chuckling, and then she laughed out loud, "Hahahaha...I was just teasing you!"

To tease her?

Wen Churan's anger rose with a cry, "Okay, little milk tank, you dare to play tricks on you, right? Let's see how I teach you a lesson when I get back!"

The little milk jug shook its head proudly without any fear.

Because Moma said that she wanted to teach him a lesson, but every time, she would hesitate to do so because of his beautiful face and aggrieved look.

After arriving at the destination, Wen Churan paid the fare, took the hand of the little milk can, and limped towards the small foreign building.

Yes, just limping.

Wen Churan's feet looked normal without any flaws. It was only when she walked that she discovered that her left ankle was deformed due to bone dislocation, which caused her legs to become uneven. One is long and one is short, resulting in a limp when walking.

The place where I live is a three-story small foreign-style building. The style is ordinary and not too luxurious, but the decoration inside is particularly warm.