Junlin was wearing a suit and tie, looking majestic. Seeing her walking over in a hurry, he threw his son towards her with a smile. Of course, it just seemed like he was throwing it. In fact, he used his mental power to send Feng Shengzhe to her.

"Mother!"

The little guy cried more pitifully when he saw her. The little board was arching and tears wet her collar.

"Mother……"

Jiqing pulled the hem of her clothes, and saw that she didn't notice her, she hugged her legs tightly, and shouted loudly.

The mother and son both lowered their heads, and Feng Shengzhe's tears fell on Ji Qing's face. Feng Shu reached out to help him wipe it, and Ji Qing suddenly started crying.

"What's wrong? Don't cry."

Feng Shu squatted down with his son in his arms, and whispered to celebrate.

Junlin still smiled, and saw Jimo strolling in the garden and then coming, he saluted casually, "Hello Major General."

Jimo nodded, "I haven't seen you for a long time, Colonel Jun, are you safe?"

"I can't die as usual. What about the major general? I still look at the style."

Feng Shu comforted the two children and looked at Junlin. He felt a little strange and always felt that it didn't seem like a good thing.

She didn't speak, but he smiled and took the initiative to explain his purpose, "I didn't want to disturb you and your friends, but my son cried so hard last night and kept asking for you. I coaxed him to cry for the middle of the night, and his throat was yelling. There was no way, so I could only bring him here."

Feng Shu subconsciously suspected that he had told a lie.

When she was at Sadaxing, she left home for a longer time and went outside to experience it. At that time, Feng Shengzhe was about the same age and had good adaptations. There was no reason to come to Jun's family. Several elders were taking care of him, and Feng Yun was also by his side, but he was maladapted.

However, she did not refute tactfully, just kissed her son in the face, "Didn't mom tell you that she will go back soon? Why don't you sleep well? The great-grand woman must have been hurt by your trouble."

"Mom, who is he?"

Jiqing looked at the interaction between the mother and son with a long eye, and thrust his nose and wanted to cry again. He remembered that the child she said she didn't like to cry, so she endured it.

Feng Shengzhe widened his eyes, suddenly stretched out his fat claws, slapped Ji Qing on the head, and finally hugged Feng Shu's neck tightly, "Mom, baby, mom, mom..."

She felt both laughed and cried, and both little guys were even crying.

Seeing Junlin looking over with a smile, Jimo glanced at his son lightly and warned him, "Jiqing, Miss Feng is time to go home. You are a good child, don't mess around."

Hearing that she was about to leave, Ji Qing held back her tears and shook her head, "No, Ji Qing Don't be a good child, Ji Qing wants mother, Ji Qing only mother..."

He tried desperately to Feng Shu's arms. Feng Shengzhe saw someone coming to grab the territory, and was anxious. He shouted, his fat claws all out, scratched his face and pulled his head. He was suddenly attacked and burst into tears on the spot.

Feng Shu was a little embarrassed and hurriedly stopped her son, "Baby, take your hand away and don't hit anyone."

Feng Shengzhe saw that his mother was angry with him and his eyes turned red, but he didn't cry. He changed his hands to push people, trying to push Jiqing out, and he yelled clearly, "Bad...bad guy...beat...bad guy..."

"Feng Shengzhe, look, my brother is bleeding!"

In order to express displeasure, Feng Shu deliberately aggravated his tone.

When the little guy saw that his mother was still angry with him, he seemed to finally realize that the trouble was getting big. He decisively forgot to be Jiqing, and turned to hugging Feng Shu's face and kissed her fiercely, which quickly made her saliva look on her face.

Jiqing was shocked when she saw this and stopped crying.

Looking at his son's face, Jimo narrowed his eyes slightly.

He was traumatized and bleeding.

Junlin smiled unabated, "Okay, Feng Shu, brother is coming back today, the whole family has a meal together, we are going back."

Because I couldn't leave before, even Junhua, even Feng Shengzhe's first year banquet, watched the video later, just like Feng Shu, but he was unable to attend.

Seeing Jiqing crying abnormally, he couldn't even listen to his words. Feng Shengzhe was very fierce and pulled his head up. Feng Shu coaxed this and scolded that person for a while. Two of the buttons of his clothes were pulled off and he didn't show up. Jimo suddenly had one head and two big ones, and something even more embarrassing happened. He hurriedly used his palm to slash his son.

Junlin took off his clothes and went up to give Feng Shu a gift.

“I’m not cold.”

She resisted a little, and her tone was faint.

"I know. But madam, I also understand the basics of classical culture. What is the saying? Oh, 'The infinite scenery is on the dangerous peak'."

He whispered affectionately in her ear, meaning something.

Feng Shu didn't understand what he meant at first, but after following his gaze, he took off from his face and said goodbye to Jimo without showing any expression.

Jimo personally sent their family of three out, and said lightly, "Contact often" and then left.

After getting into the car, Junlin's smile immediately closed. Feng Shu seemed to have forgotten that the two had had an unhappy relationship before. While rubbing their son's head, he asked him, "Why are the baby crying so hard?"

He didn't answer, as if he didn't hear her at all.

Feng Shu glanced at him calmly, then lowered his head and played with Feng Shengzhe.

The little guy grinned, and the territorial snatcher was finally gone. He calmed down and looked around at the various settings in the car, but he always kissed her every once in a while, as if confirming her existence in this way.

"What's going on with Jimo?"

After leaving Licheng, Feng Shengzhe finally nestled in his mother's arms and fell asleep. He was woken up by his father early in the morning and was not allowed to continue sleeping later. Once he closed his eyes, he would be bounced on his forehead. He was bounced to the doorstep from entering the city. He was really sleepy now.

Seeing that he was holding his clothes tightly with both hands, not as stable as before, Feng Shu kept holding him and not putting it on the child chair next to him.

Seeing that she didn't answer her questions, Junlin asked patiently, "Jimo's child calls you mother, why are you not stopping? Or is this what Jimo means? Because that child is a bit similar to you, so he acquiesced?"

Feng Shu tilted his head to look at him, "What do you think?"

Jun Lin's face was as heavy as water, "Answer seriously, don't want to be careless."

"I have reminded me, but Ji Qing is too young and I am stubborn and didn't listen. The reason why I have some similarities is because he has a blood relationship with me."

Feng Shu paused, and chose to explain clearly, "According to genetic analysis, is his mother and my mother a sister or a twin."

When Jimo analyzed the results, she actually didn't quite understand what those proper nouns mean, but she still understood the general meaning of the concept, so she read the text and told him the conclusion.
Chapter completed!