It's just that while the corners of his mouth are unconsciously curved, the corners of his eyes are suddenly and inexplicably sour.

It was his son, his seed, she bore him......

At the thought of this, his chest became hot uncontrollably, as if something most primitive had come out of his heart.

It was a new emotion that was alien to him.

He looked back at the sky outside the door.

Suddenly I miss that little bit......

……

……

It was almost evening, and Long Yutian drove his black off-road to Yimei Nunnery.

He called Xiao Fei before he came, and Xiao Fei was already waiting for him outside the nunnery.

After taking Fengjiu away yesterday, Long Yutian asked Xiao Fei to come to Yimei Nunnery to personally take care of and protect Xiao Yan.

After getting out of the car, Long Yutian did not rush in, but asked the little boy first.

Xiao Fei said that Xiao Yan has always been very well-behaved, not crying or making trouble, but he can see that he is very unhappy, he has been drooping his little head, he doesn't talk much, and he keeps asking Xiao Fei's mother when she will come back.

Long Yutian nodded, and asked Xiao Fei again, where is Xiao Yan now.

Xiao Fei said that Xiao Yan was in the meditation room of the master of the Pure Heart Nunnery.

Long Yutian didn't say anything more, and walked into Yimei Nunnery.

When he gently pushed open the door and walked into the meditation room of the pure heart, he saw the little girl kneeling on the wooden couch, his small body lying on the low table, holding a brush in his right hand, and a snow-white rice paper in front of him, and writing calligraphy with his head down.

Jingxin sat beside Xiao Ling, looking at him quietly with his eyes lowered, his face in the candlelight kind and gentle.

Long Yutian's footsteps couldn't help but pause.

This picture is all too familiar.

In his previous life, when he was about the same age as Xiao Liang, every night, his mother would accompany him to read in the study and practice calligraphy......

"Ah Yu, why don't you come in?" Seeing Long Yutian standing at the door in a daze, Jingxin couldn't help but whisper.

The memory was interrupted, and Long Yutian walked over and sat down on the couch opposite the low table.

The little girl, who was writing seriously, suddenly raised his head and looked at Long Yutian.

Just when Long Yutian thought that this little boy would definitely call him a big villain again, and even cry and ask him for a mother, he suddenly heard Xiao Yan say with some curiosity: "Uncle Xiaofei said that you are the commander, and there are many, many soldiers under him, and they all listen to you alone, is this true?" ”

Long Yutian was slightly stunned, and then nodded disapprovingly.

Then, he saw that the little girl's eyes lit up suddenly, and his eyes were instantly full of admiration and admiration when he looked at him.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Bu put down the brush in his hand, raised two thumbs up at Long Yutian, and said loudly: "Uncle Commander, you are so powerful!" ”

Hearing this, Long Yutian couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and pride in his heart.

It made him feel a little ridiculous.

When did he care about a little kid?

However, he was actually very happy in his heart, what the hell is this?

It's just that this uncle makes him very unhappy?

When will this little girl be able to call him Daddy? ……

Jingxin quietly observed Long Yutian's expression, capturing his subtle psychological changes, and couldn't help but be secretly amused, but also inexplicably a little sad.

Before he came, she had already asked Xiao Fei what was going on between him and Xiao Wei's benefactor.

As soon as she heard this name, Jingxin guessed that Fengjiu was related to her senior brother Feng Ya, and after asking Xiao Fei, she confirmed her guess, and it was indeed the apprentice of her senior brother Feng Ya......

The girl that my son liked turned out to be the apprentice of my senior brother, and I couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Although Xiao Fei doesn't know much about the entanglement between Ah Yu and Feng Jiu, from Xiao Fei's narrative, she can imagine that her son must be too authoritarian and domineering, self-righteous, and not good at expressing his feelings, so Feng Jiu is bent on leaving him, right?