The people of the Qu tribe shouted: "Young patriarch! Where is the young patriarch?"

"It's Young Master Sun! Over there!"

When the little guy saw him, he got very angry. "We'll talk to you later, I'll run away first." His little body immediately wanted to escape through the gap between Mo Liancheng and Qu Tan'er, but he just passed by and three people didn't jump out.

Mi Yuan, a bare hand picked up the skirt of his clothes and lifted it up. Mo Liancheng looked at the little guy he was lifting.

The little guy stared at him with big eyes, "You're not grandpa! That old guy seems... older."

"Huh?" Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows and slapped his little butt!

Crisp and loud!

"You hit me, you dare to hit me, do you know who I am? Wuwu..." The little guy suddenly cried and howled, "Children without parents are so pitiful! Xiao Yu'er is so pitiful!..."

In an instant, Qu Tan'er felt that her head went blank.

Yu'er? Really Yu'er?!

The little guy was crying, indicating that he had no tears, and was struggling to escape from Mo Liancheng's clutches. Unfortunately, he couldn't get away no matter how hard he tried, and the portrait he was holding fell off. He stared at Mo Liancheng angrily, "

Bad people, bad people, even if you are my father, I don’t want you."

Qin Ling was curious, so he bent down to pick up the portrait and opened it.

Astonishingly, the portraits were of Mo Liancheng and Qu Tan'er.

The little guy just took out the portrait and looked at it, maybe he was suspicious...

And at this time, listen to what the little guy said.

Mo Liancheng's eyes floated, and a faint smile overflowed, "The little guy has recognized it a long time ago. Call daddy and listen."

"Don't scream! Just don't scream. It's annoying. It's so annoying!" The little guy became stubborn and pursed his lips in dissatisfaction. "Master said that you beat me on the first day Xiao Yu'er was born! If you don't scream, I'll call you Master."

I respect you as your father, hum!" He hum was very interesting. Naturally, Liu Qianshui mentioned this to him.

Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows slightly and twitched the corners of his eyes. However, he did not compete with this little guy for the time being, and let the little guy do whatever he wanted this time. He glanced at Qu Tan'er briefly, and felt distress flashed in Mo Liancheng's eyes. With a move of his arm, he

The little guy gave it to Qu Tan'er, "It's okay if you don't call me daddy today. Then call me mother."

The little guy blinked in confusion, looking at Qu Tan'er with a flat mouth and aggrieved expression.

Qu Tan'er's eyes were filled with tears and she hugged the little guy tightly.

It seemed like he felt something at this time. The little guy didn't move. A pair of chubby arms quietly circled Qu Tan'er's neck, and his little head rested on her shoulder. He asked in a low voice, with some confusion and fear: "You, are you really

Mother?...They all say that Xiao Yuer's mother is dead...Xiao Yuer is a child without a mother."

"It's mother...mother is back."

"Really?" There was uncertainty and confusion in the small voice.

Or, in his subconscious mind, he is a mother without parents.

The older the child is, the more he knows. When he sees that other companions have parents, it will inevitably leave a shadow in his heart. When he grows up and understands what death is, he becomes even more sad. This time when he ran out, he also learned from Mo Yifeng

The portraits of Mo Liancheng and Qu Tan'er were stolen from his study.

Listening to the child's words, Qu Tan'er burst into tears.

"It's my mother's fault, she's not by Yu'er's side." Qu Tan'er's voice trembled a little.

Mo Liancheng came over and gently hugged her and Xiao Yu'er to his chest.

He didn't speak, just looked at the mother and son quietly.
Chapter completed!