"I'm not. My name is Yan Xiang."

Fifth Nian's hand holding Yan Xiang's thin body also sank down, his face was sad, and his eyes were so lonely that even Yan Xiang felt heavy, just listening to her whispering with her head down, "yes, it's ancient here. How can Yi Mo be here?"

"Who is Yimo?"

"My son." She said listlessly.

Yan Xiang suddenly widened his eyes and stammered, "you, do you have a child?"

"Can't you?"

"You, since you have a son, why do you want me to marry you?"

Fifth Nian rolled his eyes and poked Yan Xiang's head with his index finger. "No matter how hungry I am, I won't marry a little boy." Looking at Yan Xiang's face again, the sour feeling in his heart became more difficult to describe. He reached out to touch her pink face and scared the little guy back a few steps.

"Why do you want to touch Me

"I miss my son. Can't I touch you?"

"Do you, do you know that men and women are not compatible?"

“……” Fifth Nian looked Yan Xiang from top to bottom. "You can only be a boy at most. If you want to be a man, wait another 20 years!" Clearly so familiar face, but it is young and mature, how to see all feel uncomfortable, it is no love.

Yan wants to blush and doesn't want to discuss the boy and man problem with her.

"Do you know that man?"

The fifth read of course know who that man is, but this time she likes to pretend confused, "what man?"

Yan Xiang didn't have to know, just a kind reminder, "I look at those demons and ghosts are afraid of him, they must be big people who are not easy to provoke, so don't look at him like that next time."

"What's in my eyes?"

"That's what the subordinate said." If it's so explicit, I can't tell Yan Xiang who is still a child.

Fifth read a breath did not come up, almost not angry to death by his words, "bullshit, can't you see I want to kick him?"

Yan wants to calmly return a, "didn't see."

"You are really not cute, you come here, I promise you don't know your parents."

He Leng for a moment, clear Jun's small face a little more gloomy, "I have no parents."

Fifth Nian was slightly stunned. The setting sun fell on Yan Xiang's face. She could even see the fuzz on the child's face. Most of his expression had been hidden well by him. Fifth Nian saw a trace of loneliness from his arrogant little face.

Especially when Yimo didn't need his father, his mother's love began to spread again. He held Yan Xiang in his arms and rubbed his knotted hair. Er It's a little greasy.

Yan wants to be frightened, also can't camouflage own mature, rise red old face, "what do you want to do, let me go."

"It happens that I am unaccompanied in this world, and I am also alone. You have no father or mother. I will be your mother from now on, smelly boy. Do you want to be filial in the future

Yan wants to be stunned. Maybe he didn't realize that he just wanted to be a husband. In the twinkling of an eye, not to mention that his husband didn't do it, now he has become a son?

"I don't..."

The fifth thought didn't give him a chance to talk at all. He pushed him directly to the river, "don't just wash your face, but also wash your straw like hair for me."

"I don't want to be you..."

In terms of the level of gag, the fifth idea is definitely the originator, pinching his waist and stamping his feet, "think, don't you listen to my mother?"

Yan wants to whole body a stiff, dismayed of see to the fifth read.

"What are you looking at me for?"

Niang always called him "Xiang'er", but Niang was never vicious, but this name made him cry.

"My mother is very gentle." After that, Yan Xiang turned around and rushed to the stream to wash his hair quietly.

Looking at the clumsy appearance of the little guy, the fifth thought followed him and helped him wash his hair slowly. At first, the little guy was a little awkward, even shy, "I can wash myself." The voice is as thin as a mosquito. Fifth, I just think I didn't hear him and continue to wash his hair.

Seeing that he couldn't stop him, Yan Xiang followed her.

Because he really miss his mother, once she was just like her, gentle to help him wash his hair.

After sucking his sour little nose, Yan wanted to rely more on the stranger from now on.

After washing his hair, he wrung it dry. "There's no comb here, so I'll take care of it with my hands." After that, he picked up five fingers and helped Yan Xiang take care of his hair. It took him less than half an hour to comb his hair. "If only there were conditioner."

"What?"

"I said, whose child Lang is this? Why is he so handsome? I don't know how many little girls I will be fascinated by in the future."

I've never heard such a saying from the fifth Nian. Yan Xiang turned red again and looked around embarrassed. The untimely grunt between the two people sounded. The fifth Nian took a look at Yan Xiang. The little guy immediately turned red and slightly turned away. "Well, I'm growing up. I'm hungry!"Fifth read very seriously nodded, "you are right, from today on, we will make a begging plan."

Yan thought: "I want to..."

It's not a glorious thing. Why make a plan?

Fifth, he touched his chin. "Compared with other beggars, do you have the worst performance?"

Yan thought: "I want to..."

I'm so tired. Why can't I understand what she's saying?

"I tell you, begging is also a matter of place and person. The knowledge in it is the biggest. Today I'll give you a good lesson for free. Tomorrow I'll master the skills, and we'll be able to have a full meal."

Yan thought: "I want to..."

He didn't want to learn, not at all.