Su Tongan shouted at Su Yimo to get up, cute, coquettish, tough, cheating, and cheating...... Do everything, but Su Yimo just has no realization.

"Mommy, get up!"

"Oh...... Let me sleep again. Su Yimo's eyes were closed, she turned over, and continued to sleep with her head covered.

"Mommy!"

"Bang-" Su Yimo got up abruptly and kissed Su Tongan's pink face, and then fell down again.

"Mommy!"

"I'll call you Mommy, let me sleep for a while!"

...... "I mean you didn't rinse your mouth!"

Su Tongan's big eyes were watery and blinking, full of spiritual charm, he glanced at the electronic watch on the bedside table, his little head was running rapidly, and he recalled the schedule set by Mommy last week.

By the way, I have to go back to the company for a meeting at four o'clock in the afternoon, and Uncle Yan is returning home on a business trip today.

Su Tongan wanted to wake up Su Yimo again, but from his angle, he happened to see the little finger-length scar on Su Yimo's forehead.

He was slightly stunned, and then sighed helplessly, looking like a little adult, but it was a little boy carved in pink, if Wen Wan saw it, he was afraid that he would kiss him again, and he couldn't put it down.

He stepped forward to tuck the quilt for Su Yimo and got into another bed by himself.

Su Yimo's scar is at the root of her hair, which is usually covered by bangs, or it is difficult to detect it with makeup powder.

Su Tongan knew how to feel sorry for Mommy at a young age, he never asked the origin of the scar, just like he never asked his father, he loved Mommy, and he was the happiest child in the world with Mommy.

Although he didn't build a bed for a lifetime, Su Tongan still twisted his small body and leaned towards Su Yimo's side, snuggling together......

Su Yimo slept directly until eleven o'clock at noon, she woke up suddenly, there was no trace of sleepiness in her eyes, she stared at the ceiling, unusually awake.

She felt a soft and warm mass around her, and a sense of satisfaction arose in her heart.

Su Yimo got up carefully, no matter how sleepy and tired she was, she remembered that she promised to prepare a hearty lunch for her son today, then she would definitely do what she said.

In fact, let Su Yimo continue to sleep, she can sleep until night, just because she is too busy with work and has very little time, and her birthday wish for several years is to be able to sleep with her son until she wakes up naturally.

Su Yimo got dressed, folded the quilt for Su Tongan, and looked at her son's quiet face in her sleep, her heart suddenly warmed, and it softened, and she looked at him quietly for a long time before she was willing to get up.

Before getting out of bed, she couldn't help but kiss him on the cheek, very lightly, to avoid waking him.

Seven years, let the baby in the womb grow up, but also let Su Yimo grow, she faded away from the immaturity of the past, like a butterfly breaking out of the cocoon and reborn.

Today's Su Yimo is smart, beautiful, independent and capable, sometimes playful, sometimes cunning, sometimes childish...... Compared with seven years ago, the only thing in common between the two is her strength and tenacity, which is why she can take on this small family and be a brave single mother.

The only regret is the lack of her memory, after Su Yimo woke up, she lost part of her memory, Wen Wan asked Su Yimo if she was willing to know about the past after her body stabilized.

Su Yimo subconsciously resisted, since she forgot that there must be a reason to forget, maybe pain or despair, she looked at the baby's B ultrasound, and felt that she had no regrets when she had a baby, and everything that had been no longer important.

With Su Tongan, Su Yimo's life is happy and fulfilling, and she is currently working hard to earn money for her son to buy milk powder and marry a daughter-in-law!

Half an hour passed.

In fact, when Su Yimo got up, Su Tongan had already woken up, and he was lucky to be able to eat a lunch made by Mommy himself.

As it turned out, it was indeed he who thought too much.

Su Tongan looked at the messy kitchen with a headache, which was worse than being ransacked by bandits.

"An An, today we happily decided to order takeout, okay?" Su Yimo looked expectantly at Su Tongan's child outside the kitchen.

She wore only a wide shirt, revealing two thin white thighs, her long hair tied back haphazardly, and scattered hair on her forehead.

With Mo's innocent face, innocent expression, and earnest eyes, such Su Yimo is clearly a girl who needs to be taken care of, like a single mother who is nearly thirty years old.

"Okay, listen to Mommy!" Su Tongan still gives his mother a lot of face, although he sees that the kitchen is already a third-level devastating destruction, he still looks forward to getting along with Su Yimo every second.

"My baby is so good!"

Su Yimo couldn't bear the joy, she jumped up and hugged Su Tongan and kissed her fiercely, no way, she loved him so much.

The mother and son happily finished lunch, and the mess in the kitchen was finally handed over to Aunt Feng.

Aunt Feng has been working as a nanny in Su Yimo's house, she was found by Wen Wan from China, and she lives with their mother and son, and Aunt Feng takes care of Su Tongan when Su Yimo is not at home.

Aunt Feng went to Yan Ji to help today, but she didn't expect to see such a scene when she went home.

"Oh buy ga!" Aunt Feng exclaimed, "Yimo, is our kitchen the battlefield of World War III?" ”

Aunt Feng's eyes were incredible, and she took a few steps back, as if she was in the wrong place.

"Hey, hey." Su Yimo smiled humbly and squeezed her son's little hand, "Aunt Feng, English pronunciation is becoming more and more standard, An An is learning a little." ”

"Uh-huh! Learn like Grandma Feng! Su Tongan nodded obediently and blinked with big eyes.

Aunt Feng sneered, obviously there was nothing she could do with the mother and son, she walked over, bent over and pinched Su Tongan's little face, "You, just spoil your mommy!" ”

Su Yimo hugged Su Tongan and laughed, and Aunt Feng laughed and coaxed them out of the kitchen.

Bedroom on the second floor.

"Baby, are you willing to leave Paris?"

Su Yimo and Su Tong were lying on the bed together, with their little feet crossed, swaying, and their movements were exceptionally consistent.

The two of them looked at the picture album in front of them, all of them were domestic landscapes, or green mountains and green waters, or a prosperous capital, which was really picturesque.

"Where Mommy is, I'll be there." Su Tongan held her cheeks, her big eyes rolled, she looked at the landscape painting excitedly, and said seriously: "Although I was born in Paris, Mommy's hometown is China, that is my hometown, I am very happy and looking forward to returning to my hometown!" ”

"MUA - it's really Mommy's good baby!" Su Yimo was worried that Su Tongan would not be willing to leave Paris.

She turned around and couldn't help but kiss Su Tong'an's little face, for this baby, she responded to that sentence, holding it in her hand for fear of falling, holding it in her mouth for fear of melting, no matter how much love is not enough.

The mother and son flipped through the landscape album with great interest.

Suddenly, Su Yimo looked at Su Tongan with a serious face.

"By the way, An An, have you figured out how to welcome your Aunt Wen?"

Su Tongan was born in Paris, France, and now it has been six years, and she knows what romance is at a young age, such as this Mother's Day, last Mother's Day, the little guy moved Su Yimo to a lot.

So such a ghost idea...... Oh no! is a romantic cell, Su Yimo has to rely on Su Tongan's smart little head.

In fact, in ordinary life, Su Yimo is a confused egg, the family's finances and financial management are in Su Tongan's hands, don't look at him as just a half-tall little radish head, but his mind is no longer suitable for his age, in many conveniences, Su Yimo has to sigh that the blue is better than the blue.

"Mommy, don't worry, it's all on me." Su Tongan patted his chest, as if he was a responsible little man.

"Tell me about it?"

"Confidential. Mommy, don't look at me like that, the surprise is also your share......"

"MUA—I know that An An is the best."

Su Yimo's dim gaze was instantly lit up, and she ravaged Su Tongan's pink face beautifully.

Su Tongan helplessly held his forehead and let Su Yimo kiss him, are you a son or am I a son?

His eyelashes are as long as two brushes, his eyes are bright, his small mouth is pink, and the whole is a porcelain doll carved in pink, and that small appearance makes people want to hide him!

The warm time is always fleeting, and it is the afternoon in the blink of an eye.

4:15 p.m., Paris airport.

At this moment, the sunlight in Paris is exceptionally soft, and it spreads through the transparent fiberglass ceiling of the airport, reflecting the colorful soft light, like a jumping rainbow elf.

Passengers come and go from all over the world, speaking different languages, and now they are talking about the same topic.

"What a cute pair of siblings!"

"Handsome guys and beauties......"

Amazed and admired, Su Yimo and Su Tongan have already learned to deal with it calmly, and their appearance of honor and disgrace is even more pleasing.

Su Yimo's palm-sized little face with dark purple sunglasses covered most of her face, and she looked around for a familiar figure.

"Mommy, Mommy, Aunt Wen and Uncle Yan are there!" Su Tongan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he pulled Su Yimo's satchel and pointed to the east exit of the airport.

He was low, so he could only look for Wen Wan and Yan Ji in the middle of the crowd, and when he saw a suitcase with a big Q version of the avatar, he knew it must be them.

Su Yimo stood on tiptoe and crossed the passenger's shoulder to see Wen Wan and Yan Ji.

She didn't care about her image, and the mother and son, who had the same style as Su Tongan, ran towards the exit of the Eastern District.

"Ning Ning, remember to be coquettish with your Uncle Yan, this time Sun's honor and disgrace will depend on you." Before approaching them, Su Yimo did not forget to tell Su Tong'an.

"Okay!"

Wen Wan and Yan Ji saw at a glance this pair of mother and son who were shuttling quickly through the crowd.

"Slow down, you guys." Wen Wan couldn't help but look at the two of them who were in sync.

"Gentle!"

"Uncle Yan!"

Su Yimo hugged Wen Wan tightly, her beautiful eyes were exceptionally bright, and seeing Wen Wan was like a bee finding nectar, shiny.

"Wen Wan, I miss you so much, it took so long to come back, I thought you eloped with Yan Ji." Her chin rested on Wen Wan's shoulder, whispering in Wen Wan's ear like a child.

"Go, elopement is also elopement with you." An unnatural flush crossed Wen Wan's cheeks, but she pretended to be calm, turned around and ravaged Su Tong'an in Yan Ji's arms, "When the time comes, I'll throw your little guy to Yan Ji, okay?" ”

Su Tong'an pounced directly on Yan Ji as early as the previous moment, Yan Ji bent down to pick him up, Yan Ji doted on Su Tong'an, he hadn't seen him for half a month, he really missed it, and couldn't help but rub Su Tong'an's little head.

"Aunt Wen, elopement also counts me and Uncle Yan! I miss Aunt Wen so much, doesn't Aunt Wen miss me? Su Tongan affectionately hugged Yan Ji's neck, and blinked his big eyes aggrievedly when he said the second half of the sentence.

Seeing that the little guy was so cute, Wen Wan couldn't bear to say a word "no", so she turned around and ran directly to Su Tong'an and snatched it from Yan Ji's arms.

"Why don't Aunt Wen elope with you, I just don't know ......" Wen Wan looked at Su Yimo with a smile, "Is your mommy reluctant?" ”

She looked at Su Yimo now, and felt that Momo had indeed become too much, which was gratifying, no matter what happened before, Momo at least had a baby son by her side, and they could feel Momo's happiness all over her body, and they couldn't help but start yearning for her future life when she was infected by Momo's happiness.

Su Tong'an is a big ghost, he doesn't want to leave Su Yimo, even if it's a verbal joke, and he doesn't want to hurt Wen Wan's heart, his big eyes roll.

"It's so lively, Mommy, Aunt Wen, let's go together!" Su Tong'an was in Wen Wan's arms, but his body leaned towards Su Yimo and drew the two of them together.

Su Yimo was amused, and couldn't help pinching Su Tongan's little nose, knowing that he was a ghost.

Yan Ji, who was left out on the side, sighed again and again, sighing that he was lonely.

The self-pity made the two big and one laugh, and they left the airport and drove straight to their residence.