Five years later. 【】

Qinzhou Airport.

A five -year -old boy wearing a yellow cartoon short sleeve, a little boy wearing a denim back pants, dragged the duckling box of the same color system, and pour the corner of the pink mouth slightly.

He took two steps forward, and suddenly stopped again.

Not far away, a woman wearing a red dress with a red dress, with a large sunglasses on her face, covered her good face half, her skin was white and her body was bumpy, which attracted the eyes of many men.

Just now, when I got out of the plane, I was entangled by asking the road.

The little boy had a slightly pursed corner of his mouth, and he was calm.

He sighed and turned around and folded back, speeding up his footsteps to the woman, and shouted with her thighs crispy: "Mom."

Feeling the surprise of the man, Ji Lai smiled and pointed at the little guy: "My son, handsome."

When the man saw that Ji La had his son, he immediately found a reason and left.

Ji Lai returned to him, reached out and poked the little guy's head: "Ji Huiran, what is called a mother, you want to call the mast, you will call me this way."

Ji Huiran looked up at Ji Ma, and he told his fingers with his fingers: "The mast, how many times I told you, and talk to strangers in the future. Be careful of being run away.

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Ji La hooked his mouth with funny mouth, reached out and squeezed his little face: "Ranbao, you are worried about me."

Ji Huiran quickly stretched his face without answering.

He reached out and grabbed Ji's mast and fingers.

Ji Na couldn't help but reached out and pinched him again: "Ranbao is right, leave!"

As soon as I got out of the airport, Ji Huiran saw the figure in the distance, and his eyes lighted up.

He looked up at Ji Mast: "The mast, Uncle Ye."

Ji Lai reached out and poked his head: "How, as soon as you see your uncle Ye, you will be happy like this?"

Ji Huiran calmly touched the place where Ji was staged: "The mast, don't poke my head in the future, this will look naive."

"Well, you are a five -year -old child, you still know naiveness?"

Ji Huiran said seriously: "What happened to a five -year -old child, don't look down on the IQ of a five -year -old child, I am a genius level."

Ji La reached out and touched his head: "Yes, my son is so smart, and he will definitely not be abducted in the future."

At the edge of the car, Ye Muchen looked at them with funny way, his eyes fell on the mast, and then looked at Ji Huiran.

He said with a smile: "Ranbao, welcome to come back."

Ji Huiran's eyes were happy, obviously very happy, but he nodded his nodding: "Uncle Ye, come back for the first time, a little gift, not respect."

Speaking of him from the small yellow backpack behind him, he took out a box of valuable chocolate and handed it over.

Ye Muchen glanced at Ji Lao helplessly, as if he was saying, who taught him.

Ji La shrugged: "Don't look at me." Saying the door open: "Go, but treasure."

Ji Huiran climbed into the car, and then Ji La also sat in.

Ye Muchen hooked the corner of his mouth with the box of chocolate, and then put it carefully on the co -pilot, so he drove away.

Ji La was sitting beside the window and looked out of the window. In a blink of an eye, she had left Qinzhou for five years.

Five years ago, she almost died at the hospital, and finally was rescued and found that there was a child in her belly.

Fortunately, Ji Huaisheng thought that she had only one, and hugged the child without even looking at her.
Chapter completed!