"An'an?" Jun Moyan called out to him again excitedly, staring closely at the little one's eyes.
The more he looked, the redder his eyes became.
These eyes really resemble Xiaoguai's—just as pure, just as special, just as obedient and full of Spiritual Energy.
"Wuwu..." The little one waved his little fists excitedly in response to him.
"An'an." Jun Moyan smiled, his eyes grew moist with the smile.
He lowered his head and kissed the little one's forehead. The little one's waving fists playfully hit his face.
Jun Moyan gently held his one restless little fist, and kissed it again and again.
"An'an, I am Daddy." He told him, crying and laughing.
The little one, like his mother, loved to smile, always grinned as he looked at Jun Moyan, babbling as if trying to learn to talk like Jun Moyan.
The little one reached out and grabbed Jun Moyan's face, gently patting and randomly clutching at it.
"It's Daddy, I am Daddy."
