Luo Jiubai raised his head.

Then he made eye contact with the little bun.

"Don't make any strange noises."

After Luo Jiubai finished speaking, Xiao Baozi looked at the person in front of him innocently.

"Are you adults so annoying?"

Luo Jiubai seemed to have guessed the reason why Xiao Baozi came here.

"Don't try to steal his things from your master, even if you're his son."

Xiao Baozi: "Who is his son, I am Xiao Mumu's son, not his." ”

Luo Jiubai: "It's just your words." ”

"Not to mention how well the two of you are compatible, from the perspective of genetics alone, the relationship between the two of you will not be changed by anyone in this life."

Xiao Baozi: "That's just what you think, I don't want to discuss anything genetics with you, I'm still a baby." ”

Luo Jiubai couldn't help but sigh silently in his heart for Xiao Baozi.

Soon a knock was heard on the door.

"Please come in."

Yan Muye's gaze slowly swept in through the crack in the door.

As if seeing who was coming, Xiao Baozi immediately jumped off the chair.

"Little Mumu."

"I'm coming to pick up my little baby."

Yan Muye couldn't help but kiss the little bun.

Soon I saw that Xiao Baozi suddenly turned around.

"Xiao Mumu, wait a minute, I have something for you to see."

Xiao Baozi's height is not particularly high, and the chair he was sitting on was also picked up by Luo Jiubai just now.

I saw him stand on tiptoe and stretch his arm into the table.

stretched out but didn't reach it, and the little bun continued to tiptoe up, still not reaching.

Luo Jiubai, who was sitting across the table, finally couldn't help it, and then pushed the painting of the little bun to the table slightly.

Xiao Baozi snorted arrogantly, and he quickly regained the agility that was unique to children.

"Wow, is it good-looking~"

Yan Muye looked down and suddenly found that Xiao Baozi had a stick figure in his hand.

The painting was drawn in pencil and there were two people on it.

One is a woman with long hair.

Another child in suspenders.

The woman with long hair, holding the child's hand.

The backs of the two people, just like that, stood on the whole paper.

"Is this what Xiao Baozi painted himself?"

Yan Muye looked at this stick figure in surprise.

Although the lines on the stick figure are crooked, there is even a little incongruity.

If you don't make an effort to identify the portrait of the person who painted it, you may not even know what is being painted.

Still, it's great that a child under the age of five can draw such a picture.

"It's a small detachment."

"The person on the left is Xiao Mumu, and the person on the right is Xiao Li."

"The two of us watched the sunrise together, and there was a sun over there."

Xiao Baozi pointed to the place in the upper right corner, and Yan Muye realized that there seemed to be a sun over there.

"Wow, baby, that's great."

"When I have time, I'll have someone find a picture frame and frame this picture you draw."

"And hang it in my room, okay?"

Little Bun nodded.

"Okay, okay, this is Xiao Mumu and Xiao Li."

"In the future, Xiao Mumu and Xiaoli will always be together, not only to watch the sunrise, but also to watch the sunset."

"In addition, Xiao Mumu also has to accompany Xiao Li to watch the stars and the sea, and there are many interesting things."