Chapter 213 Don’t you like Junhan very much

  Chapter 213 Don’t you like Jun Han very much?

  Huo Junhan has always had no concept of home.

  He has never had the feeling of being at home, and since he doesn’t know what it’s like to be at home, he doesn’t long for it.

  However, when he was wandering on the street, he often saw pictures of other people’s family of three going out to play.

  At first, he will be envious.

  But after thinking about it later, what’s the use of his envy?

  Since it’s useless, don’t be envious.

  He is very good at comforting himself, and then making himself feel a little bit desireless and numb.

  Although he had no desire for home at all in his heart, Huo Junhan still said a good word lightly, being stared at by Song Lanyue.

   As long as he can stay here, he can be whatever they want him to be.

  Song Lanyue saw Huo Junhan’s low-browed look, and raised her hand to touch the top of his head: “You’re so good.”

  Huo Junhan’s body froze.

   This is the first time someone said he is good.

   It sounded awkward, but he didn’t feel disgusted.

  Shen Yao saw Huo Junhan’s stiffness slightly, her small mouth was slightly upturned.

   It seems that Jun Han can’t escape her mother’s gentle offensive.

  Thinking of this, Shen Yaowei felt a little sour and melancholy in her heart.

  It’s a pity that her mother passed away early. If her mother could accompany Huo Junhan to grow up, would Huo Junhan not be what he was in the future?

   “Yaoyao, this will be your brother from now on.” Song Lanyue suddenly said to Shen Yaowei who was in her arms, “Do you like this brother?”

   Shen Yaowei is very clear about Huo Junhan: “…”

  Seeing that Shen Yao had a sullen little face and said nothing, Song Lanyue tilted her head in doubt: “Don’t you like Junhan very much?”

  Shen Yaowei likes Huo Junhan, but she doesn’t want Huo Junhan to be her brother either.

  The small hand waved and grabbed the sachet worn by Song Lanyue’s waist. Shen Yao slightly grabbed the sachet and handed it to Huo Junhan.

   “Yeah…” What Shen Yaowei wanted to say was for you, but she could only utter the simplest syllables.

  Huo Junhan glanced at the sachet handed in front of him, not understanding what she meant, and gently pushed her hand aside.

  But Song Lanyue’s phoenix eyes widened in disbelief.

  She naturally knew the meaning of sending a sachet.

  Although she was sure that the scene just now was just a coincidence, and that the little baby girl in her arms must not understand the meaning of the sachet, Song Lanyue still felt weird.

  She looked at Huo Junhan carefully again.

  The child in front of her is indeed the most beautiful child she has ever seen.

  It should look better when it grows up in the future, right?

  A bold idea flashed in her mind, Song Lanyue looked at Huo Junhan and smiled slightly: “Junhan, I’ll send some tonic soup in a while, you have to drink it well.”

  Huo Junhan nodded.

   “Then you rest, Yaoyao and I are leaving first, and we will come to see you tomorrow.” Song Lanyue waved Shen Yaowei’s little hand, got up and left.

  After walking out of the room, Song Lanyue said to Nanny Yuan with great interest: “Nurse Yuan, you said that we should raise Jun Han well, and after raising him, we will be your husband, how about it?”

   “Ma’am, Miss is still young.” Nanny Yuan said with a helpless smile, as if she was used to Song Lanyue’s straightforward personality.

  It was the first time for Shen Yaowei to see her mother’s boldness, and she looked at her in surprise and joy.

   It’s a pity that she is a little baby now, unable to express her inner thoughts to her mother.

  (end of this chapter)