Time flows to five years later.

"Mom, get up" a tender voice sounded from my ears.

The person on the bed held the pillow and smashed it on a baby's tender face very accurately.

A child shouted to protest

As soon as he went to bed, he jumped and jumped like a monkey making a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace.

"Shi Xichen!!!!!! You guys, I'm jumping a few times, I won't be allowed to eat pudding today."

When Shi Xichen heard the word "puding", his face turned around and his pitiful look made Shi Xiaowan feel so painful.

He pinched the little face of her baby Shi Xichen.

The baby, who is only five years old, has all kinds of flesh and tender faces, which makes it so good to touch. Shi Xiaowan almost used her lips to give her baby a big bobo.

"Mommy, I have some more pudding." Shi Xichen continued to look pitiful.

"Yes, yes," Shi Xiaowan forced herself to answer, she had always been helpless with his little breasts.

Every time she just calls Pudding, her little breast bag will instantly become a good baby, and she will look pitiful and not as good as jj.

Shi Xiaowan is very embarrassed every time. His baby is faster than a woman.

"Baby, who is your speed of turning against each other?" Shi Xiaowan was confused for a moment.

Although she is also a woman, her speed of turning against each other can only be said to be normal, and it is not as fast as her baby.

Little breasts were straightened and her breasts were proud, "That's a must, who made my dad so powerful? I don't inherit the point of being worthy of my dad?"

Shi Xiaowan was stunned in reality and then smiled bitterly.

She admitted that there was a moment when he thought of Ting Mumin, but it was only a moment when he was a moment.

The daddy in Xiaonibao's mouth was actually Lin Yimin. Although he knew that this was not his biological father, Xiaowan also told him that the child was always a child and always needed fatherly love. As long as Xiaonibao liked it, she had no objection.

"Mommy, what's wrong? Who bullies you?" Xiaonibao's little face was a little panicked. Although it was not the first time he saw Mommy's expression like this, he didn't like Mommy to make such an expression, and he felt distressed.

Looking at the worried look of the little breast bag, Shi Xiaowan smiled, took away the sadness on her face, held her cute little breast bag, and touched his fragmented hair, "Baby, you are really a mother's caring little cotton jacket."

"Mommy, I'm wrong, it's not a caring little cotton jacket, it's a caring care of Shubao."

Puff, Shi Xiaowan made a puff on the spot. Her baby is so cute.

"Mommy, Daddy said he would play with me tonight." The little breast bag happily circled in Shi Xiaowan's arms.

Shi Xiaowan didn't speak, and when she thought of Lin Yimin, she still felt a little guilty.

In the past five years, if it weren't for Lin Yimin, she would definitely not be able to survive.

If Lin Yimin hadn't been with him every day, Xiao Kuang wouldn't have lived so healthily.

She was sorry for him that there were too many, and many of them could not be explained clearly.

Sometimes she kept telling him that he would find another one, and that girl deserves a better girl, but that girl can never be her.

"Mommy, what are you thinking about? The literary youth is not suitable for you." The little breast said with his mouth blocked.

Shi Xiaowan also quickly walked out of her memory and pinched her tender face with a small breast pack. "Baby, mommy has been supporting you by relying on the number one literary youth over the years."

"Tsk, no, I'm raised by Daddy."
Chapter completed!