One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]

　　Chapter 933 - Go play on the side

　　Within his limpid eyes, a crystal light flickered.

　　Putting all objective factors aside, Feng Tuantuan was merely a child who was over four years old. She should be cherished and protected by her parents in the palm of her hand.

　　However, the little guy had to live a life of fear and trepidation because of the grudges and grudges between the adults.

　　Whose fault was all this?

　　Xueluo walked over and carried the cute teary face into her arms.

　　"What's there to be envious about? Don't you guys have your own mommy as well?"

　　He lowered his head and fiddled with the crystal accessory on his makeup box as he murmured, feeling wronged, "But I don't even know where that 'mama' is!"

　　The little guy began to whimper, "She won't even stay by your side …"

　　"Be good, and stop crying, okay? I believe that you will be able to find my Mama. "

　　Xueluo wiped off her tears and comforted her gently.

　　"But Mama's back. Will she run away again?"

　　The little guy choked with sobs. "Moma has been gone for so long, does she not want to be together and dislike you?"

　　"That won't happen!" All the darlings are my mother's flesh and blood! "

　　Even though he was comforting Feng Tuantuan, Xueluo couldn't help but also become suspicious: Where the h.e.l.l did this Lan Youyou go?

　　Was all this provocation, kidnapping, framing, etc., her masterpiece?

　　With this thought, Xueluo could not help but s.h.i.+ver: This Lan Youyou had disappeared without a trace, is he quietly observing from somewhere in the dark, acting as she plans for the next step?

　　"Uncle, mom, can I help you comb your hair?"

　　Because of Xueluo's comforting, the little guy wiped her tears, and her little mood seemed to become a little better, "After combing your hair, we'll go walk sixteen! It's downstairs, not far away. "

　　In his subconscious, the little guy already had a feeling that he would be forcefully taken away by someone.

　　"Good!" "Let's start combing my aunt's hair then!"

　　Xueluo sat in front of the makeup table, allowing Feng Tuantuan, who was crawling up the chair, to comb her long hair.

　　It was much more comfortable and gentle than he had imagined!

　　"Good job!" It doesn't hurt at all to comb my aunt's hair! "

　　This was the first time Xueluo had ever enjoyed the feeling of being especially filial to a child other than her own.

　　The close-fitting cotton-padded jacket's warmth and warmth!

　　"Bundle often combs Mama's hair!"

　　After being praised, the cute girl combed even harder, "Uncle, mom, can you wear this hairpin? There's even a Snow White on it! "

　　"Oh this..." Beautiful was indeed pretty, but since his aunt was old, it was better for her to be pure. This Snow White's hair band, just leave it for me to wear! "

　　"What about this? There are pearls on it. "

　　"Um... Uncle, mom, you should still wear this! "

　　Xueluo picked out a clean cloth hairband from the hundred treasures of the makeup box.

　　After dressing up beautifully, the two of them walked downstairs hand in hand.

　　For some reason, the Xueluo of today had an indescribable feeling of elation.

　　Not only because of the cloth hair band on his head, but also the various types of hair clips, there seems to be a kind of unknown pleasure!

　　What kind of feelings were these?

　　Xueluo herself was not very clear about it either!

　　But one thing was true: she did not reject Feng Tuantuan's goodwill!

　　Maybe Xueluo never would have thought that the warm image of him holding Feng Tuantuan's hand walking in the courtyard on 16th was captured by someone not too far away.