?On this sunny and gentle afternoon, Xiao Yechen looked at the five-year-old child and showed a gentle smile to his sister.

That's right.

gentle.

The people around him, his dad and mommy, his dad and mommy, his grandfather and grandmother, Uncle Bai Yi and Bai Luo, and Uncle Ning Yuan and Tang Xiaochi,... Although the expressions are different, they all give people a feeling of being moved.

Long Pupupa wants to kidnap their little idiot.

Xiao Yechen confirmed this idea.

But I don't know why he doesn't want to move at all.

He didn't want to knock off the hand, and seriously warned the little man with ulterior motives not to approach their little fool.

It must be that today's sunshine is too warm, and even the darkness in his heart has been dispelled.

Xiao Yechen closed his eyes again and decided to take another night's sleep.

Before he fell asleep, he remembered the little girl who died for him.

Why didn't she ever appear in his dreams?

No one told him the answer.

The clear cry of the baby came from the garden next door, and Xiao Yechen opened his eyes.

Ino was crying.

Yino and Yining look exactly the same, even crying very much, but for some reason, Xiao Yechen can accurately distinguish the two children.
Chapter completed!