Xiao Bao suddenly stood up suddenly, and disappeared where he was.

There was only an angry choked voice in the ear: "I'll go find him!"

Mu Yan was startled, and quickly followed out of space.

Di Mingjun should also be in a certain room in this mustard space, Xiaobao must have gone to look for him.

However, as soon as she got out of space, Mu Yan found out where someone would open another room.

I've long since been invited in, and I'm waiting in the house.

As soon as Xiaobao got out of space, he crashed into Di Mingjun's arms.

The two looked at each other, and Xiaobao's tears suddenly fell like broken beads.

Di Mingjun looked at the sad cry of the little guy, and her heart twitched.

He stretched out his hand and gently wiped the tears from his little face, and said softly: "Xiaobao, do you have anything to tell Daddy?"

Xiaobao suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed, and cried out with a wow: "I hate you, I don't like you anymore, I don't want you to be my father. Why are you leaving your mother alone? Why not Xiaobao ?"

Di Mingjun's eyes were red, and she reached out and hugged him into her arms, and said dumbly: "I'm sorry, it's Daddy who was wrong."

Little Bao cried very sad.

He also couldn't tell why he was so wronged and sad.

I am wronged for my mother, but also wronged for myself.

He pushed Di Mingjun away and threw himself into Mu Yan's arms.

Did not continue to cry loudly, but such a low and sad sob is more distressing than crying loudly.

Mu Yan gently rubbed his head, knelt down and wiped the tears from his face, and said softly: "Little Treasure, don't blame Daddy, Daddy didn't want you on purpose. Daddy just forgot."

Xiao Bao raised his tearful eyes and looked at Mu Yan, "Forgot?"

"Yes! It's a painful thing to be forcibly deprived of the memory if you don't want to forget it."

Mu Yan said softly: "Xiaobao think about it, if one day someone makes you forget your mother, you have forgotten all the things you have experienced with your mother, will you be very sad."

With a horrified expression on Xiao Bao's face, he shook his head repeatedly: "I don't forget."

Mu Yan touched his little face: "Daddy doesn't want to forget, he just can't help it. So Xiaobao can't say that he hates him or doesn't like him anymore. How sad that he would be!"

Xiaobao turned to look at Emperor Mingjun.

However, he saw Di Mingjun staring at Mu Yan blankly.

The hands hanging beside him were clenched tightly.

There seemed to be tears dripping from his red eyes.

But look closely, but there is no.

Although he didn't cry, Xiaobao could feel that his father was really sad.

I feel sad as if to cry in the next moment.

Xiao Bao's hand tightened his clothes suddenly, he hesitated for a moment, or slowly walked towards Di Mingjun.

In a small voice: "Daddy, I... what I just said is not true. I don't hate you..."

Di Mingjun suddenly stretched out her hand, hugged her small body into her arms and hugged tightly.

"Xiaobao, you are the son of my Di Mingjun. Dad is sorry for not being able to watch you born and watch you grow up. But you have to trust Dad, I never thought of leaving you and your mother behind."

"For me, your mother is my only love in this life, and you are the greatest pride of my father in this life."

Xiao Bao's chin rested on Di Mingjun's shoulder, listening in a daze.

After a long time, the corners of his lips rose slightly.

The icy blue eyes seemed to carry brilliant starlight.

Dad said that he was the greatest pride of his life.

Is Daddy complimenting Xiaobao?