Limited Time Hidden Marriage

She didn't dare to take another step closer.

"Huh?" Little Milk Tank's mood suddenly dropped. He hugged Wen Churan's neck tightly and rubbed his little head on her back. "I want Mommy to accompany me..."

Wen Churan reached behind his back and accurately found the head of the little milk tank. He gently stroked it twice and said comfortingly, "Uncle Mu Cheng will accompany you instead of Mama. When you get to V country, you must listen to Mu Cheng." Do you understand what Uncle Cheng said?"

The little milk jug was pounding her head, "I know!"

Wen Churan was still a little worried, and solemnly warned, "Don't talk to any strangers. No matter what the stranger says to you, just ignore them. Do you understand?"

The little milk jug fiddled with her head again and replied, "I understand!"

Wen Churan was relieved. He held the koala on his back and moved all the toys to the bedroom for him to choose. "Come and see which toys you want to take to Country V."

"The toy gun given by Mucheng Shumao!"

This is always the first choice for small milk jugs.

Toy gun? It may be difficult to pass the security check, so let’s try it with you first.

Wen Churan stuffed the toy gun into the suitcase. "What next? What else do you want to bring?"

Little Milk Tank chose another Pikachu doll.

Mucheng had specially told her not to pack too much for Xiao Milk Can. If there was anything missing, he would ask Country V to buy it for Xiao Milk Can.

Having said that, Wen Churan still brought all the things needed for the small milk can, trying not to cause trouble to Mucheng.

Because they were about to be separated, at night, the little milk tank had to curl up in Wen Churan's arms and sleep together with Ma Ma.

The moonlight penetrated into the bedroom through the gaps in the curtains, and the clear light rendered the dark color.

In the silent night, there was only the ups and downs of the little milk can's breathing, and a little cute little snore.

He was sleeping soundly, but Wen Churan was suffering from insomnia.

She used her fingertips to gently rub the tender cheeks of the small milk jug, as if she was describing something carefully.

They say that when a son travels thousands of miles, the mother is worried.

Now, before he left, she began to feel reluctant to leave him.

I hope... I hope this time can go smoothly and nothing big happens.

Especially... especially don't touch Sheng Shimo.

The next day, when Little Milk Tank woke up, he found that the bedside was empty. He immediately got up and got out of bed. He didn't even put on his shoes and forgot to go downstairs to say "Mama... Mama..."

Wen Churan brought the white rice porridge to the table. When he saw his bare feet stepping on the cold ground, he immediately said angrily, "Stinky milk can, put on my shoes quickly!"

The little milk jug ran upstairs again and put on her shoes obediently before coming down again.

At the dining table, Wen Churan made a glass of milk, stuffed it into his mouth, and told him, "Eat quickly, Uncle Mucheng will come to pick you up soon."

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao has arrived.

Just then, the doorbell rang. Wen Churan ran to open the door and saw Mucheng standing outside, smiling and asking, "Are the milk jugs ready?"

The voice of the little milk jug came out, "Mucheng Shu, I'm ready!"

Before leaving, Little Milk Tank hugged Wen Churan and reluctantly said, "Mom... you have to take care of yourself and don't miss me too much!"

Wen Churan replied seriously, "Well, I won't miss you too much."

"No, no, no!" Little Milk Jar shook his head again and protested, "Mom, you have to miss me, you must not forget me!"

Wen Churan was a little dumbfounded. He patted his little butt and said, "Okay, you must listen to Mu Chengshu. Mommy is waiting for your return at home."