After Pu Xun's voice fell, Chu Xinyue froze and didn't move, she even breathed as lightly as possible, for fear that the amplitude of her breathing would be too large and make Pu Xun's beastly temperament bigger.

Pu Xun was very helpless, but he had no choice but to spend it with her until she was exhausted and finally fell asleep slowly.

He let go of her gradually softening body, branded a kiss on her forehead, pecked her lips lightly, and then sighed heavily, and said, "Yue'er, you are noisy, noisy, but after noisy...... You are not allowed to leave me without me. ”

At dawn, a glimmer of morning light cast pillars of light through the window lattice, making the room gradually brighter.

Chu Xinyue frowned, and then slowly opened her eyes.

In the next moment, he suddenly got up like a demon and looked around defensively.

"He's gone." Xiao Chujiu sat on the edge of the bed, holding his fleshy little face with both hands, and said, "He said that he had to enter the palace to repay his life to the king, and by the way, he asked the king for a new house." ”

Pu Xun was not there, and Chu Xinyue's whole person couldn't relax.

"Mother is going out, you are waiting in the house. When you come back, will my mother buy you a sugar gourd? ”

Chu Jiu didn't speak, but just grabbed the corner of Chu Xinyue's clothes, pursed his lips, lowered his head and secretly looked at Chu Xinyue with the corner of his eye, obviously having something to say.

"Xiao Chujiu, do you have something to say to your mother?"

Three years ago, Chu Xinyue just wanted to live for herself, but later, everything in this world was not as important as Chu Jiu, including herself.

Chu Jiu raised his head and looked at Chu Xinyue, who was holding his hands on his knees, bending over to accommodate his height and looking at his eyes, and still smiling hard despite being full of thoughts, some words became so difficult to speak.

Knowing the son Mo Ruomu, if there is anyone in this world who can see through Xiao Chujiu's mind at a glance, it is only Chu Xinyue.

She waited for a long time, only to see that Chu Jiu always bit her lip and didn't speak, and she could probably guess the content of seven or eight points in her heart, but she chose not to expose her son's careful thinking, so she said to him left and right: "Chu Jiu doesn't like sugar gourds? Is that small-faced man good? ”

Chu Jiu's small brows moved slightly, quite with a puntive bearing.

"Not? Is that a want to have dragon beard candy or a donkey roll? ”

The meaning of dependence is that you understand me, and I understand you.

Xiao Chujiu knew in his heart that his mother clearly had something urgent to deal with at the moment, but the reason why she still patiently talked to him was that she was waiting for him to reveal her heart, instead of looking down on him condescendingly as a mother, and looking at him with a 'god'-like posture from above.

But the more she was like this, the more difficult it became for him to say what he wanted to say, and finally he only squeezed his little fist and said duplicitously: "Xiao Yueyue is so stupid, what I want is persimmons." ”

Chu Xinyue smiled, patted her forehead and said, "Ah, yes, my mother is really stupid." I didn't guess that Xiao Chujiu wanted to eat persimmons. Don't worry, I'll buy it for you on the way back. ”。

After saying this, Chu Xinyue put back that exaggerated smile, put his hands on Chu Jiu's shoulders very gently, and said lightly but very seriously: "Chu Jiu, no matter what I do with Pu Xun, I will always be your mother, he will always be your father, and no one can change this." So don't worry, don't be afraid, you won't lose me, and probably won't lose him. ”