I raised such an excellent genius son, and from then on, it was someone else's. This subtle mood remained very subtle until Xia Chenxi washed up and was in a low mood. She lazily drew design pictures and couldn't lift anything. She was completely like a ghost painting talisman. She thought about the scenes of her and her baby son over and over again. This slightly sour and a little unhappy mood was a little difficult to resolve, and at the same time she also had some regrets. She understood very well that when her son was older, he was an independent individual, had his own life, his own home, and his loved ones. He could not always be her caring little cotton jacket, but it was so fast.

She and her son have only been together for eight years. Eight years?

Too short.

She had read this sentence on Weibo before, cherish the time you spend with your children. When they were young, love them more and love them more. When they were thirteen or fourteen years old, they would no longer rely on you so much, and they would gradually become less time with you. When their son falls in love, he would have less time with you, and the focus would not be on you anymore, so please cherish your children.

The time you can spend together is only over ten years.

However, her son had only been with her for eight years.

In the next few years, he was in closed training and was not at home all year round. The focus of his life was a baby and a trump card. Perhaps he would think of her only when he was free.

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Why did my son grow up?

Xia Chenxi was annoying, and the pen tip was poking and poking hard on the paper, venting unconsciously. She was really unhappy that her son grew up so quickly. When she saw him at the airport today, Xia Chenxi was really shocked.

During the video, she looked at her son and felt much more mature. She didn't look like she was ten years old. She believed her son when she was fifteen. Seeing her son standing next to her and being taller than herself, her mood was very subtle. How tall was her son two years ago.

How did Agent Island feed him in the past two years? How did it feel like it was rising from the ground?

Mr. Tang waved his hand in front of Xia Chenxi twice, but she didn't feel it. Mr. Tang raised his eyebrows, looked at the ghost painting talisman on the drawing paper, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Wife, the soul is back, what are you thinking?"

“Not happy.”

"Idiots can tell you that you are unhappy. Why? I am talking about my son going home every day, why are you unhappy when you come home?" Mr. Tang asked knowingly, why can't he guess Xia Chenxi's thoughts?

He himself regrets that his son has grown too fast, let alone Xia Chenxi.

What's more, my son is now circling around the doll and feeds the doll bite at a time. He used to sit next to Xia Chenxi and take good care of his mother, but now he is dedicated to coaxing the doll to eat.

Xia Chenxi's caring little cotton jacket has become someone else's solid backer.

There is a gap in her heart, which is normal.

"Ask a question knowingly." Xia Chenxi closed the drawing paper, tsk, do you think I would admit it in person with a child over five years old who was jealous of his son? I'm too naive, I won't admit it.

Mr. Tang smiled evilly, "I always thought you didn't have the mood in this regard. I smiled like a facial paralysis all day long, pretending so well."
Chapter completed!