Fan Tuanzi looked at the familiar face, as if he had found solace in his soul, and cried in a choked voice.

"My dear little princess, is something unpleasant going on?" The little gentleman asked with concern.

Fan Wanzi slowly recalled, "When I was painting, a lot of ink suddenly came out of the watercolor pen, and my painting was ruined. When I was practicing calligraphy, my pencil was always broken. Also, while playing, I didn't know that my beautiful floral dress was actually stained......"

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, and she couldn't help but continue to cry.

The little gentleman beside her looked distressed, gently wiped her tears, and gently patted the back of the dough with one hand.

"My dear princess, even if the god of fortune does not like you, I will never leave you. Life is long, and there will always be someone who will always like you and love you. You may not be lucky in your life, but I would like to dispel those gloom for you. ”

"When the paper is dirty, I will paint the most beautiful picture for you with my own hands; The pencil is broken, and I will buy you another one of better quality; The dress is dirty, I'll bring you a more beautiful princess dress......"

The little gentleman comforted.

He is like a touch of warm winter sun, warming that cold heart.

-

Zhan Yao slowly woke up from the dream, a vague dream, and she was a little stunned when she first woke up.

The pillow is a little wet, who weeps in a dream?

Turn on the phone, what message does the demon seem to have sent?

[Soaring Clouds]: [Picture]

[Zhi Lingyun]: Today is Duoduo's first day of school, look, how handsome!

[Soaring Clouds]: [Voice]13〃

Zhan Yao clicked on the voice, and Duoduo's crisp voice came from the mobile phone: "Daddy, Duoduo is going to school today, and he will definitely study hard~"

Zhan Yao looked at Duoduo in a black uniform, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

[Huo Huaye]: [Xie]

Zhan Yao casually ordered an eighty-eight yuan red envelope this time, but someone on the other end was a little disappointed.

Although the price has increased, it is not as meaningful as the 52.

The man may have been acting inadvertently, but it made his heart flutter.

Her every move involved his emotions.

Wen Yuexiao turned off his mobile phone, and the expectation in Zhan Moyun's eyes turned into a flash of loss, and he quickly covered it up.

As a child, how can you not want to be entrusted by your parents?

"Gone." Wen Yuexiao said, and Zhan Moyun followed behind him obediently.

On the way, Wen Yuexiao drove the car to Zhan Moyun in the back seat and asked: "The schools in Huaguo and Lighthouse Country will always be different, if you are not suitable, you can call me." ”

For learning, Wen Yuexiao did not have any instructions. When it comes to adapting to the environment, he is indeed a little worried.

There is no esoteric knowledge in primary school, and families like theirs tend to focus on children's interests.

The Zhan family has long been free of the pressure of inheriting the family business, and the assets in Zhan Yao's hands are enough for Zhan Moyun to have no worries about food and clothing.

The child in front of him, who is still immature, is surprisingly well-behaved, able to observe words and emotions through clues, and never annoys people when he stays in a corner obediently.

Again, this well-behaved is worrying.

Can a newcomer fit into a new class that he or she is already familiar with?

"Okay, Uncle Wen." Duoduo promised.

Facing this Uncle Wen, who has only been meeting for a month, Duoduo's heart is quietly falling.

There are not many people who can care about him in such a nuanced way.

Zhan Yao is busy with work and has not had much spare time.