Chapter 396: Young child dyeing should be cultivated from childhood (fan 1)

When Anzi’s first sight of the river fell, his eyes couldn’t help himself.
It's about the same size as him, and his big eyes are beautiful, like talking.
Little Anzi didn't know what to look good, but he felt that his eyes could not move at this moment.
He hid in his mother's arms, while staring at the strange aunt, quietly Mimi turned his head and then secretly looked at each other.
The other party did not realize that she was watching her, like a quiet doll, and she was very well-behaved there.
"Auntie is good."
The crisp sound is very nice, with a soft voice of milky milk.
When Anzi was looking at the other party, he quickly turned his head to a small extent and buried it in his mother's arms.
The strange aunt greeted him, but after that, the other party did not look at him again.
An Zikai was a little sad in his heart, and even gave birth to a sulking that he did not understand.
In the living room, the other party finally greeted him.
An Zikai was very happy in his heart, staring at her with a straight eye, but the later things were not very pleasant.
The other party accidentally fell, and Anzi was caught by the hard bones. It hurts, and the golden beans began to fall down.
He is very wronged, do not like him, then he does not like her.
Thinking so, the tears are getting more and more urgent, and Anzi can't stop crying, even the usual comfort words and hugs of my mother don't work.
In the next few days, the other party always wanted to lean over. Anzi could want to play with her, but when he thought about what happened before, he couldn’t resist it. He turned around and took a blanket. Divert attention.
The other party leaned over, and Anzi listened to the voice of the other party. He was a little squeaky. He deliberately said that I didn't want to play with you. But after finishing, I couldn't help but regret it a little, fearing that the other person would really hate him.
Today my mother asked them to take a nap together.
An Zikai had some small capers and small expectations in his heart, but he pretended to be a hateful grievance. He thought that the other party would stare at him like a mother.
If you are embarrassed, you must like him.
"Zi, what do you like?" The other side was there, and the big eyes looked over and looked cautious.
An Zikai is a little happy, he licks his mouth and screams, "cake."
I didn't expect the other person to ask him again.
An Ziwei was sad and wronged. He felt that the other side did not pay attention to himself. It was too annoying.
When the other party leaned over, Anzi煜 noticed that he wanted to go back and the chin hit the other side. The grievances that have accumulated together have been completely erupted, and tears have begun to collapse.
He doesn't want to be like this, but he thinks that the other person really doesn't like himself.
When I think of this, An Zikai can't help but think about it. If he doesn't like it, he doesn't like it. He has a mother.
But in the next few days, the other party has been trying to get close to him.
An Zikai has a very contradictory heart. He wants to go and does not want to go.
Auntie sent the cake again. Anzi煜 liked the cake she made, sweet and soft, but because the mother didn't eat too much, he could only eat it with a small mouth.
The strawberries are very sweet and should be left behind.
Later, he did not expect that the other party would give strawberries to himself.
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