"But Xiao Jiu is destined not to be with Eno!" Ye Weilan also felt a little sorry that Yisa's daughter couldn't match Qi Ye's son, this pair of "black and white" couldn't get married, it was a big regret in life: "Yinuo, like Xiaoxue, is Xiao Jiu's sister, Xiao Jiu can love her, but you must not like her and marry her, you know?" ”

Xiao Yechen pursed her lips: "Baby knows." ”

Ye Weilan exhaled, and suddenly thought that Eno was four months old and had not yet been born in Ye Yan's belly, and their mother and son were fighting, which was really laughable.

"Ino wasn't even born, how did Xiao Jiu know that he liked Ino?" Ye Weilan asked in a teasing tone.

The corners of Xiao Yechen's thin lips tugged: "Ino is the daughter of my father and mother, Xiao Jiu likes my father and likes my mother more, so Xiao Jiu will definitely like Ino." ”

Ye Weilan was suddenly speechless.

The old pervert is a prophecy.

This child is born with a yearning for those dark and clean souls, smiling happily in the sun, and it can't change the nature in the bloodline.

Ye Weilan gritted her teeth, her heart was extremely sad and indignant, their family had enough disasters and difficulties, but God refused to let go of their next generation!

"Mommy?" Xiao Yechen noticed that her mother's mood was different, and took her hand: "Xiao Jiu promised Mommy not to marry Yino in the future, isn't Mommy still happy?" ”

"Mommy is happy," Ye Weilan hugged her son's cheek and kissed her: "My Xiaojiu is the most well-behaved, and she is Mommy's most intimate baby." ”

Xiao Yechen bent his eyebrows.

"I'm going to send Qinghuan away tomorrow, will Xiao Jiu be reluctant?" Ye Weilan changed the subject.

Xiao Yechen shook his head: "No, Qing Huan will go back to his mother, this is the best." ”

Ye Weilan hugged her son, took the album on the side and opened it: "Xiao Jiu will draw a sub-picture of Qinghuan and give it to her as a souvenir." ”

Xiao Yechen hesitated for a while while with the painting, and then put it down again: "Mommy, Xiao Jiu can't draw it." ”

Ye Weilan was stunned: "Why?" ”

"Xiao Jiu thought of Xiao Xue in his heart as soon as he put pen to paper, it is estimated that the little fool doesn't want Xiao Jiu to draw for other girls, and Xiao Jiu doesn't want to paint much."

Ye Weilan couldn't cry or laugh: "It's always fate to meet in Pingshui, I send Qinghuan away tomorrow, Xiao Jiu may never see her again in the future, so don't paint like this?" ”

"I can't see her, what are you doing with her?" Xiao Yechen looked at her mother suspiciously: "Wouldn't it be better to forget it early?" ”

Ye Weilan was stunned again, today she was so embarrassed by her son that she was speechless, shouldn't you try to remember it if you can't see it?

Why forget about it early?

Ye Weilan asked, "Baby, who taught you this?" ”

Xiao Yechen looked down at the drawing board: "No one teaches the baby, that's what the baby thinks." ”

Cool by nature.

Sure enough, I was not wrong.

Ye Weilan rubbed his son's face: "Xiao Jiu wants to make more friends, Qinghuan is beautiful and special, you can be good friends, maybe you will have the opportunity to meet in the future." ”

Xiao Yechen's tone was light: "The baby's friend is the son of several uncles, and the others don't matter, even if the baby grows up, even if he sees Qinghuan, he probably won't recognize it." ”

Ye Weilan listened to these immature words, and sighed very much: "It's Mommy's request, if the baby doesn't want to paint, he won't paint, but he must say goodbye to Qinghuan tomorrow, you know?" ”

Xiao Yechen nodded obediently.