C12 My man is airsick

The illusion from that night appeared in her mind again. In a moment, she hurriedly covered her son's mouth.

"An An, what did your mother teach you? You are not allowed to call anyone else 'father'."

This was the first time since the birth of his son that the Xiao Wan was the fiercest.

"Yi, that mother and son pair, let's go over."

Hearing the familiar voice, Lan Yufeng saw Xiao Wan and his son sitting in the corner with his sharp eyes, and said to Wen Yifei with a smile.

Seeing the two men walk over, Xiao Wan had no choice but to release his son's hand, but to remind him softly once again.

"An An can only be called uncle. Uncle, do you understand?"

"Hi, little brother."

Lan Yufeng walked over and extended his hand out towards An An.

"Miss, can we sit here?"

Lan Yufeng politely asked Xiao Wan.

"No."

"Mother, An An will eat with uncle."

Just as Xiao Wan finished speaking, her son tugged on her sleeve.

Xiao Wan, who did not dare raise his head, stared at his son. He wanted to say 'NO', but was unable to say it out loud.

The most important thing was that An An did not call him father, but called him uncle instead, as if it was a condition of exchange.

"Take a seat."

Xiao Wan gritted his teeth and said.

"Thank you, little friend. What's your name? "How old are you?"

Lan Yufeng pulled Wen Yifei, and pulled him to sit opposite of Xiao Wan.

The Xiao Wan was extremely regretful. If she knew that she would have met him at the Congress, she would have rather suffocated to death at home.

"I'm sorry, my son is still young and doesn't know how to talk."

Xiao Wan rushed to say in front of his son.

Lan Yufeng sized An An up, and turned his head to look at Wen Yifei from time to time, the more he looked at him, the more interested he got.

Thank you, young miss, for allowing us to sit here, I am Lan Yufeng, and this is my friend, Wen Yifei.

Lan Yufeng said as he stood up and extended his hand out to the Xiao Wan.

"My surname is He, my son is An An."

Xiao Wan wanted to bite off her tongue. She didn't want to say it at all, they were strangers, there was no need to be so detailed.

However, at this moment, she had also made her decision. She would return to the hotel later and change. She would first leave this place before doing anything else.

"Miss He, why haven't I seen your husband? Your son is so beautiful, your husband must be very handsome. "

Lan Yufeng looked around, as if he was looking for a possible man.

"My husband is a little airsick and is resting at the hotel."

Because Xiao Wan spoke too fast, he almost bit his tongue.

"Yi, don't be so cool in front of Miss. Since you all speak Chinese, shake hands. Meeting a fellow countryman in a foreign land is also a kind of fate, don't you think so, Miss He?"

Lan Yufeng patted Wen Yifei's shoulders, insisting on him shaking hands with the beauty.

"Lan Yufeng, don't you know that I hate women?"

Wen Yifei looked up, his expression extremely cold as he rolled his eyes at Lan Yufeng in displeasure.

"Uncle, it's so smelly ?"

An An suddenly pointed at Wen Yifei and pinched her face together as she shook her head.

Wen Yifei looked at Xiao Budian who was sitting diagonally opposite him and wanted to strangle him to death. Xiao Budian, who could not even speak a single word, actually dared to say that he was ugly.

Lan Yufeng did not understand what An An meant. He thought that it was really smelly and sniffed at Wen Yifei.

"Slash ?"

Xiao Wan really couldn't hold it in anymore. Lan Yufeng's actions and expression were just too funny.

Hearing the woman's laughter, Wen Yifei's beautiful eyes swept over.

"Is it funny?"