Bringing the Nation’s Husband Home

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The two children were tired and hungry, and the dean specially prepared nutritious meals for them.

The small rice cake and the little red beans sat side by side at the dining table, and each person ate with a spoon.

Xu Jiamu sat across from him, staring gently.

Half a year ago, Xiao Nian Mo started to eat by herself. The spoon is very skillful, but the little red beans are almost poked with the spoon. They can not poke a rice grain at a time, and even poke the dishes on the table. Maybe she is really hungry. It broke, and finally put the spoon directly, reaching out to grab it.

Xu Jiamu hurriedly stopped, took the spoon of little red beans, helped her scoop a spoon, and fed it to her mouth.

Little Red Bean opened his dark eyes and stared at Xu Jiamu for a while before opening his mouth to take away the vegetables in the spoon. While chewing, he smiled at Xu Jiamu's smirk.

Xu Jiamu didn't know why he was. At the moment when Xiao Hongdou smiled at him, he felt some pain in his heart, and then there was a sense of unrestrained spoiling, which came out of his heart and made him stare. Little Red Bean suddenly settled down.

Little Red Bean swallowed something in his mouth, opened his mouth at Xu Jiamu, and saw that he didn't respond, so he made a babble's voice.

Xu Jiamu hurried back, scooped another spoonful of rice, and stuffed it into Xiaohongdou's mouth. When he took the spoon away from Xiaohongdou's mouth, Xujiamu and Xiaohongdou's black-painted eyes looked at each other, his The heart tingled again, and Xu Jiamu couldn't help but looked away. While helping the little red bean scoop rice, he asked, "How old are you, little red bean?"

There is something in Xiaohongdou's mouth, which makes her speech unclear and makes her pronunciation unclear, but the finger she raised raised Xu Jiamu to know her age: "Three."

Three years old... it's half a year older than the small rice cake... but it looks longer than the small rice cake.

Xu Jiamu smiled with a smile: "Three years old...that's Xiao Niang's sister."

A small rice cake with a self-serving meal raised his head and protested with dissatisfaction: "I want to be my brother."

Little Red Bean, who was originally open for dinner, turned his head and said softly and softly to the little rice cake: "But, my uncle said I am my sister."

Little Rice Cake: "I'm brother."

Little Red Bean: "I'm a sister."

Small rice cake omitted: "Brother."

Little Red Bean also omitted: "Sister."

"brother."

...

The two children competed, and at the end, the little red bean was also shouted by the little rice cake: "Brother."

Xiao Nian Ni didn't even think about it.

Little Red Bean's eyes were instantly fogged, and he turned around and looked at Xu Jiamu grievously, complaining pitifully: "Uncle, the little rice cake bullied me."

Xu Jiamu couldn't say why, and his entire heart softened into a ball in a moment. He felt distressed. He stretched out his hand without thinking about it and hugged Xiaohongdou: "Good..."

In the moment Xu Jiamu hugged the little red bean, the little red bean naturally stretched out his two arms and hugged his neck, and then the words he wanted to comfort in his mouth, he froze in his throat.

He just felt like his heart was going to be softened by Xiaohongdou. He smiled warmly at her, just wanted to reach out and touch her head, he heard the voice of the dean from outside the corridor: " Waiting for you for a long time, and finally came over."