"Of course it's true!" Muyan hugged him and kissed him, "In Mother's mind, Xiao Bao is the most powerful and smartest, and she is the greatest pride in Mother's life."
"Xiaobao can't fight the enemy head-on with mother and uncle now because Xiaobao is still too young."
"But Xiaobao is so young, but he is still better than many, many people. If Xiaobao is considered useless, then there are no swimmers in this world."
Xiao Bao listened quietly, and his clenched fists slowly loosened.
There is a strange brilliance in the ice blue eyes, looking at Muyan without blinking.
No one does not like praise and affirmation.
Especially this praise and affirmation came from his favorite mother.
But Muyan turned her expression back, and said in a deep voice: "Mother has always known that Xiaobao will become very powerful in the future, as long as Xiaobao follows Daddy to practice hard, one day he will surpass everyone, even mother and daddy. But this is not mother's greatest wish."
Muyan stretched out her hand, and gently rubbed Xiaobao's forehead.
Because of his fairy body, Little Treasure is already seven years old, but he hasn't grown up much.
He still looked like he was five years old.
But this time when he came out of the small world, the once cold and cute little dumpling had obviously grown up a lot.
The exquisite facial features become more beautiful, combining all the advantages of Muyan and Di Ming Jue.
There is a vague appearance of a handsome young man between his eyebrows and eyes.
But in front of Muyan, he will always be that mother's favorite little boy.
"Mother's greatest wish is for Xiaobao to be happy every day and grow up safely."
"Don't be sad, don't be sad, don't be anxious, and don't take on responsibilities that you shouldn't have at your age."
"Daddy and mother can help you shelter from the wind and rain, waiting for you to grow up."
"Until one day, father and mother are old and become less powerful, then Xiaobao will protect us."
"OK?"
Xiao Bao blinked his big eyes lightly, his thick eyelashes trembling slowly like butterfly wings.
Tears rolled down the eyes again, but the clenched hands were loosened.
He nodded slightly, and said, "Okay."
Then Muyan also laughed, and hugged her into her arms.
"Mother, I have become a Xuanxian."
"Little Treasure is amazing!"
"Mother, Xiaobao won't be sad in the future, so don't leave Xiaobao behind, okay?"
Muyan's voice was hoarse for a moment, before she softly said: "Okay."
"Mother, Xiaobao is so tired, Xiaobao wants to go to sleep in the Tianmoqin space, where there is mother's breath."
Muyan's nose was slightly sour, and she said softly: "Okay, mother will watch Xiaobao fall asleep."
She sent the little guy into the Tianmoqin space and put it beside Qihuang.
Qihuang snorted in disgust, but found a blanket to cover Xiaobao.
Before Muyan's consciousness was about to withdraw, Xiaobao murmured softly: "Just now I only cared about my mother and forgot about my father."
"Mother, tell Daddy, I... I love him very much too, only a little less than I love mother."
Muyan was startled, then responded with a smile.
After Xiaobao fell asleep, her consciousness withdrew from the Tianmoqin space.
Then he met the man with a somewhat resentful face.
"The heartless little bastard, should I thank him, and finally know how to miss my father."
At this moment, Lord Jun's stomach is full of citric acid.
The intimacy with Muyan was interrupted.
It's hard to turn Yuqiu's dissatisfaction into the joy of seeing his son leave the customs.
In the end, the son could only see his mother, no, the mother and son only had each other in their eyes, completely forgetting his father.