Chapter 394 Masatoshi

An Xia never knew that children could cry so much!

I have to cry myself until I am angry, and I have no intention of stopping.

She had already gone far away and walked back bravely, pressing the corners of her mouth, with a guillotine-like expression, her eyes closed, her heart swayed, and she directly "lifted" the child out of his mother's arms.

Just mention it.

Lifting the child's back, he raised it in front of his eyes like a humanoid plane.

It's also strange, when mentioned in front of his eyes, the crying little guy smiled.

"Cluck...cluck..."

Smiling innocently, he had no defense against her, let alone fear.

She, a guy who has been fighting for many years and crawled out of the dead, can make children laugh with a cold face.

He continued to hold the little guy's clothes on his back, lightly poked his fingers at the chubby face, and gave a serious education, "Don't let people hug you casually, be careful that you will be abducted."

"Hehehe...hehehe..." The child less than one and a half years old laughed even more happily, his legs and hands fluttered and he wanted An Xia to hug him.

Then she wouldn't hold her in her arms, and if she passed out, nothing serious would happen.

The young mother who was on the sidelines wanted to reach out to hug her son several times, and finally, she lifted it silently from below so that she could catch it in time to prevent it from falling off accidentally.

The little girl had never held a child before.

After not playing for too long, An Xia stuffed the child back into her mother's arms, and said calmly, "Be careful, what the world lacks are bad guys."

"I'm sorry to trouble you. This brat in my family just...just likes pretty girls."

Mom explained that she blushed.

Usually it's just too much, but today...

Holding her son tightly, my mother was too ashamed to look at anyone.

After hearing this, An Xia rubbed the little guy's head, and said calmly, "Your son is very discerning, not bad."

She also thinks she is pretty.

After kneading, the little guy started fluttering his little hands and calves again, and wanted to be hugged by the beautiful lady.

This time, An Xia did not soften her heart.

No time.

Go find the next beautiful young lady to hug.

At the old house of the Mu family, they were also chatting about the beautiful young lady.

The old lady stared at the little girl on the phone, and said with a smile: "Shen Yuan has good eyesight, and the little girl is really handsome. Especially these eyes, like glazed beads, are black and bright, and she is a child with a bright heart."

It is a small trick of the elders to look at people first.

The old lady was born in a great family, and she has always been good at seeing people, and she has never lost her eyesight.

She looked at the little girl her grandson liked, and she liked it very much too.

"The face is so beautiful, Zhou Zheng! There is a noble look between the eyebrows, no wonder your third sister took dozens of photos in one shot. You are so handsome, so handsome!" He praised so much that he almost didn't use a magnifying glass to see it.

Mu Chenyuan was also looking at An Xia, his thin lips slightly curved, "Well, it's pretty pretty."

Then asked the old lady, "Do you like her?"

"I like it, I like it, how can such a beautiful little girl not like it!" The old lady smiled happily, and she did not forget to pull her wife up, "Old man, do you like it?"

Mr. Mu has already seen the little girl in the photo, thought about it, and said seriously: "I like it, but it's worse than you."

The two accompanying grandsons exchanged glances in a tacit understanding.

Their old man has coaxed the old lady all his life, and he has never been bored.

The parents watched the two old Enai grow up, and their grandchildren also watched the two old Enai grow up.

Alas, single grandkids can be jealous sometimes.

Mu Chenyuan is not jealous this year.

He, he has a girl he likes.