"Mom." The little one suddenly called her softly.
From yesterday until now, the little one had said the word mom many times, but this was the first time he called Wen Xiao'ai mom without adding anything else.
He called rather awkwardly, and even struggled internally for a long time before saying it.
How could Wen Xiao'ai not remember that this was the first time the little one called her mom alone.
She lifted her little face, looking at the little one, unsure whether to cry or laugh, filled with happiness.
She held the little one's soft face, looking at her sensible, well-behaved, warm-hearted little baby.
"Mom, can An'an not go to kindergarten tomorrow, too? An'an wants to stay with you." The little one didn't dare to ask Jun Moyan again, so he negotiated with Wen Xiao'ai.
Although he agreed with dad to go to kindergarten tomorrow, only taking one day off, he really wanted to be with mom.
