You Are My Only Sunshine

Chapter 1416 I'm His Father

So play with your own peace of mind, don't stare at other people's husbands and children...just guard your one-acre three-cents of land.

Too beautiful is also a lethal force.

When this kind of lethality reaches a certain level, people can avoid it automatically.

Soon Hao Yansen and the others were cleansed, and they could concentrate on playing with their little Ping An.

It's the first time Xiao Ping'an came to this place to play.

He was happily playing everything, his little face kept laughing, his laughter made Mo Jun feel very good and precious, and at the same time he felt that the world had become very beautiful.

If she can keep her child so happy and happy all the time, she is willing to give everything.

But Mo Jun also thought of Xiao Mo, her other child.

Xiao Ping An has found it, but where is Xiao Mo? where is he?

"What's the matter?" Hao Yansen found that her mood was suddenly a little wrong, and asked in confusion and concern.

Mo Yun hurriedly recovered and smiled: "It's okay, are you tired? Would you feel bored?"

After all, this place is full of childish games played by children, and he can only stay with him all the time, which may find it very boring.

Hao Yansen smiled and said, "How can it be boring, it's funny."

"really?"

"Yeah. Actually, it's the first time I've been to this kind of place. And it's the first time to accompany you." As long as he is with her, he will find it interesting no matter what he does.

Without her, he felt boring even if he held the world in his hand.

Everything in this world should be shared with her to become meaningful.

Mo Yun laughed, and then she suddenly saw a little girl approaching her son!

"Hello, my name is Tongtong, what's your name?" The little girl asked Xiao Ping'an innocently, and made no secret of his love.

Xiaopingai was touched up by a girl for the first time, a little dazed.

But he didn't panic, and answered calmly, "Little Ping An, hello."

"Little Ping An, is that your mother?" The little girl seemed to point to Mo Yun in disbelief.

After all, Xiao Ping'an is so good-looking, but his mother is not good-looking.

Xiao Ping'an seemed to have heard something, and nodded heavily, "Yes, that's my mother!"

"Is that your dad? Your dad is so handsome!" A few-year-old girl already knew how handsome.

Xiao Ping'an didn't know how to answer this time.

That's not his father, it's his uncle.

But at this time, talking about Uncle, I really think something is wrong... and I can't say it.

Xiao Ping'an glanced at Mo Jun and the others, and offered to offer: "Mom, go there to play."

He should not answer this question! He doesn't want other children to know that he doesn't have a father.

Even if they know very little, a child knows by nature that not having a parent is a difficult thing to tell. Because they don't have parents, they are always precocious than others, and they understand many people's worldliness without a teacher.

The lack of family affection is with them all the time, making them uneasy all the time. Just thinking about it, I was very upset and uncomfortable.

So Xiao Ping'an is like this, even if he has a mother, he still feels very upset.

But no matter how well he hid, he was a child after all, how could his mood escape Mo Yun's eyes.

Mo Yun felt uncomfortable.

Hao Yansen suddenly knelt down and picked him up.

Xiao Ping'an was surprised for a moment, and his face flushed a little, as if he was embarrassed.

Hao Yansen smiled and stroked his head, then lowered his head and said to the little girl, "Yes, I am his father."

(End of this chapter)

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