Chapter 1183

Phoenix Villa, Shanhai city.

At this moment, I saw a little guy just over a year old jumping and playing in the square. He walked askew, as if he would fall at any time. The little guy was not big, but he was quite naughty. Around him, the flying phoenix of the purple dragon general and several other members of the Purple Dragon general were greeting him all the time for fear that he might fall to the ground.

However, the little guy is very naughty. He focuses on a purple dragon general in a long skirt to lift people's skirts and peep into the scenery. I don't know how such a big guy knows this.

This scene also makes feifeng and these purple dragons cry and laugh.

This is the child between Ye Han and Huang nishang. Ji Qianqiu is different from other children. When he was seven or eight months old, he can stand up and walk by himself. When he was one year old, he can learn from adults to say some simple words.

Now, at the age of one and a half, hundreds of men have been known, which makes the people of Phoenix Villa call genius.

At present, in Phoenix Villa, everyone takes this lovely little guy as a treasure. The whole Phoenix Villa has become his playground, and everyone dotes on him.

"Qianqiu young master, slow down. It's time to fall later!"

Looking at the little guy running towards the gate of the square, feifeng and other Zilong would quickly greet him carefully behind him, for fear that the little ancestor would fall out of an accident, but the little guy was happy himself. He turned and made a face at the feifeng and others behind him. Unexpectedly, the little guy who was happy didn't pay attention and met a pair of long legs.

The little guy grabbed the trouser legs of these long legs, raised his head and looked up at the man standing in front of him. A large and a small pair of eyes looked at each other. A gentle color appeared on Ye Han's face.

Feifeng and others also saw Ye Han at this time. Just now they only took care of the little guy and didn't notice that ye Han came back!

"Leaf less!"

Feifeng and others looked excited and looked at the young man in Zhongshan suit, long hair and shoulders in front of them without blinking. Ye Han came back. As Zilong generals, they also took Ye Han as their faith. How can they not be happy when faith returns?

Ye Han smiled and nodded to feifeng. Then he squatted down and looked at the little guy with a curious face. The little guy has beautiful eyes and a pair of peach blossom eyes. He looks very likable.

"Do you know who I am?"

Ye Han stretched out his hand and touched the little guy's delicate face. The gentle breath released from his body was almost melting people. This was his child. His blood was left on his body. They were connected by blood. However, when the little guy came, he couldn't look at him and left China with grief.

Now, more than a year has passed before their father and son can meet.

For this little guy, ye Han felt that he owed him. He didn't hold him when he just came, and didn't coax him to sleep when he cried

The little guy shook his head, stared at Ye Han with big eyes and didn't speak. Although he was very naughty, he was very quiet in front of Ye Han. It seemed that the breath emitted by Ye Han made him feel very safe and warm. This feeling was only felt by his mother.

"Do you like listening to songs? How about I sing you a song?" Ye Han touched the little guy's face. At this moment, he felt the feeling of being a father. In front of the little guy, he was not the unparalleled Ye Han in the world, but an ordinary father who loved his son like life.

The little guy touched Ye Han's face and nodded at him. His tender hands almost melted Ye Han's heart!

Ye Han's voice seemed a little hoarse and slowly sang a song;

The black sky hangs low and bright stars follow!

Insects fly! Insects fly!

Who are you missing!

The stars in the sky shed tears and the roses on the earth withered!

The cold wind blows! The cold wind blows!

As long as you accompany!

Insects fly! Flower sleep

One pair after another is beautiful

………

The hoarse voice sang from ye Han's mouth sentence by sentence. The eyes full of vicissitudes slowly dropped a drop of tears, which were wiped off by the little guy's pink and tender hand. His little hand tried to rub on Ye Han's face. No matter how many tears left on Ye Han's face, he would gently wipe them off with his pink and tender hand!

Looking at this scene, Zhuge Prajna and Ji Diewu, standing behind Ye Han, were infected and sighed one after another!

Feifeng and others also turned around with their noses, for fear that they would shed tears by this warm scene!

At this time, a purple dragon who had run to inform came out with Huang nishang, Yan Zihan and Huofeng. Looking at the returning man and listening to the hoarse singing sound, the three women also shed crystal tears on their faces!

Not afraid of dark, only afraid of heartbreak!

Whether tired or not!

Neither southeast nor northwest!

After singing the song "insects fly", several women around them burst into tears.

Ye Han picked up the little guy from the ground and smiled at the three women; "I'm back!"

As soon as I came back, the three women couldn't help but run towards Ye Han and hug Ye Han. The taste of the man didn't change, and her chest was still as strong and warm.

Around, Gu family experts guarding Fenghuang villa also appeared one after another. They looked at the returned young man with a knowing smile on their faces. This day has finally arrived!

Ye Han hugged the little guy and close to the three women. The feelings between them were silent. For them and Huang nishang, ye Han's return was the best gift from heaven.

At this time, Yan Qingmu also came out of the villa of the villa, covered her mouth and burst into tears. Her son came back. For her, the people of this family had to rely on. In more than a year since Ye Han was away, she alone suffered the pain of losing her husband and had to support the family. She was always worried about ye Han abroad and looked forward to his return!

Watching Yan Qingmu appear at the door of the villa, ye Han's nose is sour and has not been seen for more than a year. Although Yan Qingmu's appearance has not changed much, white hair has emerged on her temples. Can you think how much pressure she has endured in more than a year.

"Mom, I'm back!"

Ye Han put down the little guy, went to Yan Qingmu and held her tightly in his arms. At the beginning, the madman died in the Qilian Mountain, but he couldn't accompany Yan Qingmu through the most difficult period.

As a son, ye Han neglects his duty. As a husband, ye Han also fails to meet the standard. As a father, ye Han is also unqualified. However, in front of fate, no one is perfect. All ye Han can do is try his best to make up for them!

"Just come back, mom has been looking forward to this day!" Yan Qingmu, who has not shed tears in front of outsiders since the madman died in the war, sobbed in her son's arms, endured too much and repressed for too long. She needs a chance to vent.