In the picture, a little girl with long hair is at the front, and then the little radish heads are next to each other, holding hands, which is very childish and warm.

"Which brother is this?" An Ge asked, pointing to the little radish head holding hands with the little girl on the picture.

"Brother Yisheng."

Anxia said very directly.

"......" An Ge pointed to the little radish head at the end, and the last little boy was almost drawn out of the paper, only half of his body, "Then who is this brother?" ”

"Brother Kwon An."

Anxia replied quickly.

“……”

All right.

An Ge silently shed two tears of sympathy for his son, and after thinking about it, An Ge couldn't help but say, "An Xia, why is Brother Quan An the last in line, and Brother Quan An is also very good to you." ”

Xiao Anxia blinked at her, then at Quan Mo, and then grinned, "Mom and Dad, I'm going to play with Uncle and Little Auntie." ”

After speaking, Xiao Anxia ran away.

This kid ...... I also learned to run.

An Ge shook his head helplessly, looking at this painting, what kind of birthday celebration is this, this is simply the history of blood and tears of Quan An......

"Fortunately, they are brother and sister, and their feelings can slowly accumulate." An Ge put the picture on the table and said, "Otherwise, more than ten years later, there will be another Quan Mo." ”

“……”

Quan Mo hugged An Ge and reached out to play with her hair.

One more Quan Mo.

She could have thought about it.

"I really admire that you can pass on this to your son by carrying other people's memories behind your back." An Ge said exaggeratedly.

"What's the point of talking about two children."

"So what's going on?"

"Tell me about my crying, huh?" Quan Mo's eyes looked at her, gathering a hint of bad intentions.

Somewhat?

Will he really just talk? The devil believes it.

An Ge was shocked, and hurriedly covered his mouth, "Ahem, I'm catching a cold now, it's not good to infect you......"

She just took off her mask, she should have been wearing it all the time.

"I don't care."

Quan Mo tore off her hand, lowered his head and kissed her lips, kissing her fiercely, tossing and turning......

An Ge sat on his lap, one hand being guided by him around his neck, the other hand interlocking with his ten fingers, the ring on his ring finger shining faintly.

——★——★——★——★——

Leaving the castle, An Ge saw that Quan Mo's value had risen several points, and the news had exposed the treasures that Quan Mo had excavated, causing the value of those treasures to rise even more sharply.

An Ge's estimate is several times more than Quan Mo's conservative estimate.

What a windfall out of thin air.

"Go home!"

"You can go home and play with Xiaohua!"

“……”

Back in the small house with a red roof and gray walls, Xiao Anxia was excitedly fiddling with her small suitcase, folding her clothes in style, and constantly babbling songs that only she could understand.

Children are such strange creatures.

If you say you're not happy, you're not happy, and if you say you're reconciled, you'll quickly get the same as before.

Knowing that Quan Mo didn't want her, Xiao Anxia's whole person seemed to have been re-injected, came back to life, and began to stick to Quan Mo again, opening her mouth and closing her mouth is what happened to my father, how did my father ......

"Need help?"

An Ge walked over and asked.

"Do your own thing, I can!" Xiao Anxia was wearing beautiful clothes, patted her chest and said, squatting in front of the suitcase to continue tidying up.