Jimo was in a strange mood.

He spent a lot of time with his son, and his relationship was quite good. It was common for him to hug him behind his back, but his son never cried and hugged him and acted coquettishly.

Not once.

Feng Shu had an experience, and obviously he was still not suitable for his son's closeness. He looked very stiff.

"Just celebrate, sit in the child's chair."

Jimo's words did not get the expected results, that is, Qing turned a deaf ear to his father's words.

"Mom, I miss you so much. When I wake up in the morning, I miss you. I miss you when I eat, and I miss you what my mother likes to eat. Will I miss you like me? I miss you when I hear stories, and I wonder if my mother has heard the same story, and will I like you like me. I also miss you when I sleep, and I always think about you when I fall asleep and dream.

I didn’t know what my mother looked like before, but now I know that if I can’t see her, I will draw her mother. There are so many portraits of my mother in my room, and I can draw it for you now."

As we were talking, the tender voice seemed slightly hoarse, but it made people not doubt the sincere feelings in it at all.

Feng Shu tried to set a little distance, and Ji Qing immediately felt it. He looked up at her in horror, "Mom, do you mom, don't like me? Mom, don't dislike me, Ji Qing will be very obedient, very obedient..."

He began to hug her hard again, like a poor puppy, afraid that he would be abandoned the next moment.

Jimo glanced at Feng Shu and said, "Sorry, Miss Feng, I explained to him, but the child is still too young and has too deep obsession. He decided that something would be difficult to turn around in a short period of time."

Feng Shu felt awkward to be mistaken for his mother twice by a strange child, but he was also considerate of his young age, so he was not angry.

"Jiqing, how old are you?"

"Mom, have you forgotten? I'm five years old."

Ji Qing raised his left hand, spread his palm, and used his right hand to pull his fingers one by one, "One, two, three, four, five, just right.

Mom, I have celebrated four birthdays and I celebrated it with my dad every year. This year I have a birthday again. Can mom spend it with me? I made a wish last year, hoping that mom can accompany me to celebrate my birthday and go to the Yuelan planet to see Yuelan Flower. Dad said that mom likes Yuelan Flower the most, and I also like Yuelan Flower the most, and my mom the most."

Feng Shu lowered his eyes, "When is your birthday?"

"Do you want to celebrate my birthday with me? Really? Mom, you are the best, you are the best, the best." Ji Qing was so happy that he raised his head too fast, and he hit Feng Shu's chin, which almost bit her tongue.

"Jiqing, quiet." Jimo glanced at his son warningly and apologized again, "Miss Feng, sorry, are you okay?"

Even a male god who is not as good as the world will always have a few more fireworks when encountering his son.

"Mom, did I hurt you? Sorry, does mom feel pain? I'll help you..."

Jiqing's eyes were filled with tears, guilt and anxious, and his little hand stroked her chin and kept blowing her.

Feng Shu suddenly remembered Feng Shengzhe. The little guy would help her like this, or ask her to blow it for him. Of course, he just played games, and called it "Whoo, blow it, the pain would fly away."

"It's okay, don't worry."

She rubbed his hair and asked him again when his birthday was.

Jiqing didn't answer, and still stubbornly helped her blow her chin, as if she was hit and her tongue was dodged, and she couldn't even say anything.

Jimo felt jealous for the first time, but he still answered for his son, "Two months later."

Feng Shu looked at Jiqing for three seconds before asking seriously, "Is Yuelan Xing far away? How long will it take to go back and forth?"

Jimo was silent for a while. When Fengshu thought he would not answer, he gave the answer, "It's a bit far away. Even if you only stay there for an hour, it will take at least two months to go back and forth."

Two months? That is, it is conservatively estimated that it will take one month to set off from Tianpo Star to Yuelan Star?

Feng Shu was shocked. It was necessary to run so far to celebrate for a child's birthday? That was not a planet in the same star field at all, right? It was even farther from Sada to the Pole Star.

She guessed it right.

"Yuelan Star is a garbage star. It is the first planet I met with his mother. Although the environment is very harsh, there are many elegant Yuelans. I want to take him to see where his mother once lived and walk those roads in person along her footsteps. Even if I can't see anyone in the future, I can calm down."

In fact, there is no need for Jimo to explain so clearly, but he didn't know why, but he just expressed his own private thoughts.

Feng Shu was in trouble. Looking at the eyes that were exactly the same as her younger brother Feng Yun, she wanted to satisfy the little guy's wish, but the problem was that it was too long.

If it was just one or two days, or even seven or eight days, she gritted her teeth and agreed, but it would take two months for one trip. She couldn't take Feng Yun and Feng Shengzhe with her, right?

Even if Junlin agrees, Junting will not agree. Besides, Junlin will probably be the first to oppose it.

Yuelan Star is too far away. If something happens, the Jun family will be out of reach. The distant water cannot save the backing of the fire, which means there is no.

"Mom, mom, not far, not far at all. Our Xinglan and Yazhu can run very quickly, faster than meteors.

Mom, please accompany me? I also want to see Yuelanhua with my own eyes and dig some to raise it. I grew up at the age of five and can’t sleep with my parents anymore. In the future, Yuelan will be planted in the room in the yard. The fragrance of flowers is my mother’s arms. I will sleep soundly and have sweet dreams.”

As he said that, he leaned against her ear and muttered quietly, "Mom, can I dream of sleeping with my mother?"

Feng Shu didn't know how to answer. Of course he could dream of sleeping in his mother's arms. The problem was that she was not his mother. Even though he was still young, he was still the opposite sex. He was not a relative of her. Of course, it would be better not to have such a dream.

"Mom, I'll tell you quietly, I have carefully observed the white clouds and dark clouds. They can sleep in the sky. Every time they sleep, they are sluggish, sometimes they are fat, like keto cannons, sometimes they are flat and long like gugu fish, and sometimes they become very small, like sleeping kittens.

I was awake and could not sleep with you because I grew up. Then I had a smaller dream. In the dream, I could sleep with my mother, right?"
Chapter completed!