Glancing at Huo Jinnan, the little guy looked toward the platoon leader beside him and felt more and more disgruntled as he watched, finally walking over to tweak the platoon leader’s ear.
The platoon leader uttered a soft "Um" and quickly scurried to one side.
With nowhere to vent his frustration, the little guy sulkily took a seat to one side.
Wen Ru watched in confusion, not understanding why his cheerful little face had suddenly turned cloudy.
Zhong Qin leaned close to Wen Ru and whispered sothing in her ear.
As Wen Ru listened, a light smile curled up the corners of her mouth, and she grinned at the little guy.
So that was it! She hadn’t expected her words to make the little guy overturn his tiny jar of jealousy!
The little guy didn’t know what grandma and grandmother had said, but he felt sothing was off about the way grandmother looked at him—it was weird, sowhat embarrassing, and his ears went red.
He touched his ear and looked at the platoon leader, "Co here, help throw this away!"
The platoon leader trotted over, took the soy milk cup the little guy had finished drinking from in his mouth, and ran to the trash can. He tossed it in precisely and quickly took cover behind Che Huan.
The little guy looked in Wen Ru’s direction and noticed grandma was still watching him. He pursed his lips—did grandma think he looked ugly and ridiculous right now?
That hurts!
The baby felt so wronged!
He looked pitifully at Che Huan, "Huanhuan, my wound is itchy."
Che Huan pinched the little guy’s hand and pulled him closer, "Where does it itch?"
The little guy pointed to one scab after another, "Huanhuan, here, here, and here."
Che Huan saw that the little guy had picked at one and a new scab had ford. Fearing he couldn’t resist picking again, she held his two little hands, "This ans it’s healing, the scab is going to fall off. You mustn’t pick at it, just bear with it."
The little guy obediently murmured an "Mm," nestled against Che Huan, wiggled his little butt, and seated himself between Che Huan and Huo Jinnan.
Victory in the battle for affection!
Inside, the little guy cheered "Oh yeah!"
Huo Jinnan glanced at his smug expression and scooted aside.
The little guy distinctly felt he had been scorned again. What an arrogant fellow!
Not long after breakfast, Wen Hua and Bi Fu arrived with Wen Nuan. They were clearly surprised by the scene before them.
No one was more surprised than Wen Nuan!
What... what’s going on here?
Didn’t aunt oppose this before?
Che Huan’s face heated up, and she looked at the little guy, "This is Granduncle, this is Grandaunt, and this is Cousin Auntie."
The little guy glanced in Wen Hua’s direction.
"Hello, Granduncle."
"Hello, Grandaunt."
"Hello, Little Cousin Auntie."
Upon hearing "Little Cousin Auntie," Wen Nuan’s eyes bulged as she stared at the little guy, "Sister Huanhuan, what... what does this an?"
The little guy glanced at Wen Nuan. She had been addressed as Little Cousin Auntie—what else could it an if not that she knew?
But then again, he wasn’t actually sure what Little Cousin Auntie ant himself; he just called her that because Huanhuan told him to.
He looked at Che Huan.
Che Huan patted the little guy’s head through the hat, "Nuannuan, this is Xiaowei..."
She wanted to say that the little guy was her child, but she didn’t know how to explain it, hesitated, and just bit her lip.
Wen Hua was much more composed, took a look at Huo Jinnan, not expecting him to have told Huanhuan so quickly.
He turned to Bi Fu and Wen Nuan and murmured, "This child belongs to Huanhuan."
Huanhuan’s child?
As Bi Fu heard Wen Hua’s voice, she stared at the little guy for a long ti, and Wen Nuan was also stunned next to him, with her father’s voice ringing in her ears!
Her dad said that this little one in front of her was Sister Huanhuan’s child?
But, but... what does that an?
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