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197 The joy of smelling people's flute

Meng Nanxu and Wenrenxiao had a very happy chat, so they were reluctant to leave when they left.

Zuo Miaozhu was the same. She held Meng Nanxu's hand and looked gentle: "A Xu, thank you for taking Xiao Hao in."

"Xiao Hao is a friend of Xiaobai, this is nothing," Meng Nanxu smiled.

The couple had already arranged for someone to protect themselves, and even without him, nothing would happen.

"but--"

Meng Nanxu reached out and touched Wen Renhao's head: "I hope you can pay attention to the baby."

Her voice was soft and sincere: "Your inadvertent neglect may make him feel uneasy."

The core relationship of a family is the relationship between husband and wife, but this does not mean that children are neglected. They need to pay attention to it, need a sense of belonging, and they need to feel love and experience love.

Hearing this, Wen Renhao's eyes turned red slightly. He reached out to hug Meng Nanxu's legs, blinked quietly, and endured the tears that had been rolling back.

He... is indeed uneasy.

He knew that his parents loved him very much, but in their "ignorance" time and time again, he would still doubt his existence - whether he did not belong to this family, whether he was an extra existence.

Meng Nanxu's hands were warm, and she patted the protagonist's shoulder: "You have to learn to express your thoughts."

"Your parents will listen."

Maybe the voice was too gentle, Wen Renhao felt his nose a little sore.

Wen Renxiao and his wife came to their senses from the daze. Zuo Miaozhu squatted down with guilt and whispered: "Baby, it's my mother who was wrong."

She was an incompetent mother and didn't realize it.

Wen Renxiao also blamed himself: "I...I'm wrong."

He is a successful businessman, but not necessarily a successful dad.

Wei Shengbai shook his head, took a step forward, and grabbed Wen Renhao's hand: "Young aunt said, you have to learn to express your thoughts."

"You are the first time you are a child of your parents, and your parents are also the first time you are your parents," Meng Nanxu chuckled, "That's why you want to grow up together."

"Dad... do you want to grow up too?" Wen Renhao rubbed his eyes, his voice a little uncertain.

"certainly!"

Wen Renxiao and his wife said in unison.

The protagonist Zaizi looked at his parents with doubts.

"Mom and Dad have just experienced more things, which doesn't mean we won't make mistakes," Zuo Miaozhu hugged her son, "If we do something wrong, you must tell us."

Wen Renxiao squatted down halfway with serious eyes: "We want to grow up with you, please give your parents this opportunity?"

The protagonist cub nodded and laughed foolishly.

Wei Shengbai sighed, his little brother was so easy to coax.

But... if it were him, he would forgive his parents.

Thinking of this, Weisheng Cypress felt a little sad.

Suddenly, a warm hand grabbed him. It was Meng Shanglu. He didn't say anything, but just looked at him worriedly.

A sourness suddenly rose in Weishengbai's heart - not for himself, but for his brother.

He was obviously very sad.

Meng Shanglu saw his thoughts in Weishengbai's eyes.

He opened his mouth and before he could say anything, he was taken into his arms.

Meng Nanxu rubbed against his two cubs—

"I'm here."

Her voice was very light, but so clear, like the morning sun, with just the right warmth, not dazzling, not scorching, but just falling quietly.

The coldness of the night disappeared in the morning light.

The two little kids were greedy for this warmth and quietly hugged Meng Nanxu tightly.

"A Xu, thank you," Zuo Miaozhu said it very seriously.

Some things are clear to the audience, but not everyone will point them out with kindness.

It is undoubtedly a lucky thing to meet a friend like Meng Nanxu.

"Where?" Meng Nanxu looked at the protagonist with red eyes, "If you really want to thank you, why not thank you Xiaohao."

"Thank him, I still love you and am willing to believe you."

In the eyes of parents, there are thousands of people in the world, but in the eyes of small children, they only have parents.

If possible, please do not let down this two-way love.

"Thank you, baby," Wen Renxiao picked up his son and rubbed his soft face.

Zuo Miaozhu kissed her own son and said, "Thank you, Xiao Hao."

The protagonist's eyes were bent into crescent moons: "No need to thank you, my aunt said, we want to grow up together!"

After thanking each other many times, Wen Renhao and his family left.

Meng Nanxu leaned over and kissed her baby: "Do you want to sleep with me today?"

"Really?" Weisheng Bai was in a happy mood, "Long live my little aunt!"

A faint smile appeared in Meng Shanglu's eyes.

Meng Nanxu stretched out her hand: "Let's go, let's go to sleep."

The two cubs turned into furry and jumped into her arms in a familiar way.

Meng Nanxu felt very happy and happily took the little villains upstairs to sleep.

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On the hover car.

"Mom! Show you something good!" Wen Renhao lowered his head and flipped his space.

Zuo Miaozhu was curious: "What?"

Wen Renxiao also looked over curiously.

"It's bamboo!" Wen Renhao was very happy.

As he moved, Zuo Miaozhu smelled an attractive fragrance-

Zuo Miaozhu:!!!

The elegant and beautiful woman disappeared, and there was a big black and white ball on the hover car.

The protagonist, Zaizai, was very sensible. He handed the bamboo in his hand to his mother and took out another one by himself.

A few seconds later, Wen Renxiao looked at the two pandas, one big and one small, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Crack, Crack.

Two large and small dumplings are very satisfied.

"But, Miss Meng gave it to you?" Wen Renxiao poked his cub.

The small dumpling glutinous rice balls scratched their stomachs and nodded silly.

"It's worthy of being Ah Xu." The voice of the large dumplings was particularly excited, "Even there are bamboo!"

After saying that, he continued to click.

Although she had supper, Zuo Miaozhu said that she still had free stomachs and she could still eat them!

So, on the way home, there were always crackling sounds.

"We're home, let's go down," Wen Renxiao reminded.

Hearing this, the two pandas looked over, stretched out their hands, and signaled him to hug them.

Wenren Xiao:...

Although... well, my wife and children will pamper themselves, just hug them!

He took a deep breath, pushed the panda son onto his head, and then picked up the cute panda wife.

For love, he is willing to bear the "burden!"

After returning home, the two pandas were happily together, enjoying the joy that Wen Renxiao could not empathize with.

Crack, Crack.

Wen Renxiao touched his chin, it was time to set up a bamboo garden and come out.

Who made him own two pandas?

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