"I didn't." Jun Moyan denied.
"Mom, all the other kids' moms in kindergarten kiss them, can't An'an be kissed?" The little one hugged Wen Xiao'ai's neck, a bit sad and disappointed as he asked Wen Xiao'ai.
Wen Xiao'ai felt a pang in her heart, immediately kissed the little one's cheek, and said, "Of course not, An'an is mom's treasure, and of course, you can be kissed. Don't listen to Jun Moyan's nonsense, he just wants mom to kiss him too. Next time he says something like that, tell mom, and I'll make him stand in the corner as punishment."
"Is it there that he should stand as punishment?" The little one pointed a small finger to the corner behind the door, and asked Wen Xiao'ai, somewhat confused.
"How does An'an know?" Wen Xiao'ai looked at the corner.
Jun Moyan thought to himself that things were looking bad.
The little one said, "Because An'an often stands there as punishment."
Wen Xiao'ai said, "Naughty Jun Moyan!"
Jun Moyan said, "…!!!"
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