The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

  Chapter 371 Lost incomparable Jun Mo Yao

  The man's pupils shrank severely, and his whole body was stretched.

  I don’t know when, Chiu Chiu stood up with the help of grandpa's big hand.

   helped Grandpa walk for a few steps, and then the little hand left Grandpa's body.

   swayed the two short legs, waving his arms to keep his balance.

   "Oh mom."

   yelling at mother, but his short legs ran towards Jun Mo Yao with a clear goal.

  A child at this age still doesn’t understand what blood kinship is.

  But little she just felt that the unfamiliar uncle in front of her had a sense of intimacy similar to that of her mother.

  So when I saw him, I couldn’t help but want to get close and hug him.

  Even if the child walks still wobbly, it is not very stable.

  But the short legs move very quickly.

   is not so eager, that is, the child is not walking steadily, and wants to find a support point to stop quickly.

   can be seen in Jun Moyao's eyes, as if seeing a miracle.

  He never knew that a child who was only eight months old could have such potential.

  Look at the speed, as if the wind is blowing under your feet.

   Seeing that the man could no longer sit still, he left the sofa and squatted to meet the child.

  I was afraid that she would accidentally fall and hurt.

   "Hey, tweeted, where are you going."

  Si Chongzu had no idea that a child who would not dare to let go of walking would be so bold at this moment.

   completely let go of his care and ran towards Jun Moyao.

  He quickly turned over and stood up from the hide, and stretched out his hand to pull the child.

  He didn't hold it for the first time, and quickly took a step forward. As soon as he stretched out his long arms, he took his granddaughter into his arms.

  Looking at Jun Moyao who was squatting close with a lingering heart, he turned and hugged the child back to his original position.

  This is the only way to soothe the yelling granddaughter: "Hey, let’s not run around."

   "Mom is making food for you, you can't eat it after running away."

   "Good seven knots."

  When I heard something delicious, the little head turned from Jun Moyao to the kitchen side, and the little finger pointed at that side, "Mom, good seven knots."

  Ding Fengying also patted her chest tightly.

   Reached out and squeezed the little hand raised by her granddaughter: "Yes, mom made you a good meal in the kitchen. Let's wait obediently."

   "Hehe, seven knots."

   Tweet, this snack food was so happy, he held his grandpa and grandma's big hand, and jumped on the spot, "Good seven festivals."

   slipped into her grandmother’s arms and jumped excitedly "Mom, seven."

  Jun Moyao looked at the two children who were guarded by Si Chongzu and his wife, feeling a deep sense of loss in his heart.

  Almost, just so close, the child is by his side.

  It is a pity that the father-in-law reacted too quickly, making him watch his daughter-in-law being carried back by the father-in-law.

  The kind of loss, people who have never experienced it can't realize it at all.

  Since Jun Mo Yao knew the existence of a pair of children, he had not only imagined the feeling of holding that soft little ball in his arms once.

   Even in order to be able to hug their brothers and sisters, he is willing to give up everything and truly appreciate what it's like to be a father.

  However, feeling lost in my heart, the smile on the face of the precious man remained undiminished. Instead, he smiled at the two children at a distance.

   His lips moved, and his deep and thick voice uttered very softly: "Yoyo, chirp, what do you like to eat?"

  He was thinking whether he would have a chance to narrow the distance between him and his children in this respect.

  "Don’t ask, my nephew only likes to eat the pastries made by my sister and the food specially cooked for them."

  (End of this chapter)