The little girl stared at the red paper in disbelief.

She knew it was money.

Every time my mother takes him out to buy lollipops, she will give her such paper.

The little girl looked at him hesitantly.

That's the look of being wary of human traffickers!

"I'm not a stupid child who can be cheated with money." The little girl thought for a while and said, "Wait for my mother to come over. If you have anything to do, my mother will help you, and my mother agrees to me."

very good.

It can be said that safety education is doing very well.

Yan Shengsi raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "Yeah, there is something you want to help."

The little girl's mother came over soon.

He stared at Yan Shengsi with a vigilant look on his face.

However, after a closer look, she saw that Yan Shengsi was wearing high-order goods that he could not buy even if he had money, and his eyes were a little relaxed.

Such a rich person should not be a human trafficker.

"Mom, this brother wants me to do him a favor."

When Yan Shengsi saw that the adults came, he expressed his thoughts.

"Really?" The little girl's mother widened her eyes as she listened and looked at Jun Wan on the stage.

"kindness."

Yan Shengsi also looked at Jun Wan and said to the woman beside him in a faint voice: "So I want to ask you for a favor."

"Of course, the reward will definitely be given." He wanted to take out the money again.

The girl's mother waved her hand quickly: "No, no, no, no, you can keep so much money yourself, it's just a small busy place, what do you need?"

She is not the kind of person who is jealous of money either.

Seeing the girl's mother's stern and serious rejection.

Yan Shengsi didn't force him.

The girl's mother squatted and smiled at the girl and said a few words.

The little girl showed a confused look.

"You just think it's acting. Don't you like to imitate the acting of brothers and sisters on TV the most?" The girl's mother pointed at Jun Wan, "When you see that sister later, you will..."

The girl listened for a while before finally understanding.

He pinched his fist and said, "Don't worry, mom, I can!"

The girl's mother smiled and touched her child's head, "But Mr. Yan, I see what you are wearing... You should be in a good condition. Are you afraid that your wife wants other men to not want you?"

She smiled and joked, "Life is a bit sweeter."

Yan Shengsi's eyes fell on those men who didn't concentrate on practicing swords and looked at Jun Wan from time to time.

He said with a faint expression: "She is richer than me."

After all, Jun Wan’s one is Jun Wan’s one.

His is also Jun Wan's.

"How is that?" The girl's mother's face changed and she suddenly became serious. "That's to be careful! Nowadays, not only women want to climb high, but men also want to marry rich women and struggle for thirty years!"

"And your wife is pretty."

The girl's mother watched Jun Wan stab the sword neatly, and the demeanor and posture were so beautiful that the actors did a lot of martial arts competitions!

No wonder.

Even if such a woman is married, it is very normal to be targeted.

Don't underestimate people's bad natures.

Yan Shengsi didn't answer.

After all, if it is not Jun Wan, he will look indifferent to everyone.

Fortunately, the music of Tai Chi Sword stopped at this time.

Everyone has an intermission break.

Jun Wan is also preparing to go back, and Yan Shengsi doesn’t like places with too much popularity.

But unexpectedly, just as she was about to collect things and go home, several boys who looked like college students pushed a very sunny and handsome boy over.

"That, Jun Wan." The boy blushed, but when he put it on his sunny and handsome face, he looked unpopular. Instead, he had the vitality and vitality that a young man should have.

Jun Wan looked around at the people of Yan Shengsi.

Where has he gone?

The boy came over and she stared at him, vaguely remembering that this person had said several times to him.

As for what Jun Wan said, he didn't remember it.

Before the boy could speak, Jun Wan waved his hand and said, "I am older than you, call me Sister Wan."

Who are you calling for?

No big or small.

Young people today do not respect her at all.

The smile on the boy's face was awkward for a moment, and the group of brothers behind him who were originally planning to make a fuss were also stiff.

Everyone looked at the boy standing in front and saw that he looked embarrassed.

A brother behind him couldn't help poking his waist, "Why are you still standing there? Get on! Say!"

He lowered his voice, "I'm not a few years older than you. Isn't this more beautiful than the school beauties in the school?"

"If you don't say it, how do you know that you don't feel like a man, and you won't like you even if you say it!"

What a good brother said.

It became a fire in the boy's heart.

He took a deep breath, as if he had made a major decision, staring at Jun Wan with a firm light in his eyes.

And Jun Wan looked at his fierce fighting spirit.

He quietly pinched his fist.

how?

Can this brat who doesn't respect his sister still want to fight?

The boy glanced at the wide square.

It was in this place that he saw Jun Wan and fell in love with him at first sight.

Dream! Where to start!

"Jun Wan, I! I'm happy..."

"Mom!" A sharp girl's voice suddenly penetrated into her confession.

The boy's tongue was turned and his teeth were bitten hard.

"Um." He covered his mouth with pain and looked at a clean and fleshy little girl rushing up like a small cannonball with a look of surprise.

He hugged Jun Wan's legs!

The girl raised her head and looked at Jun Wan with tears in her eyes, "Mom, you came out quietly again, don't take care of your baby or your father, woof."

She cried so sadly.

Jun Wan: "??"

The boy had a terrible expression.

He didn't even bother to bite his tongue and asked in a sharp voice: "Jun Wan! Do you have a daughter?"

"Are you still such a big daughter?"

This child looks like he is five or six years old!

Jun Wan looks less than twenty-four years old, right?

In other words, Jun Wan gave birth to a child at the age of eighteen or nineteen?

The boy felt dark.

The square seemed to be spinning.

look.

This is where the dream ends.
To be continued...