Xia Xinnian gave him an annoyed look: "boring."

"You really don't remember? That's right. At that time, you were only two or three years old. You couldn't have a memory, but I remember." Jimucheng felt a warm feeling in his heart. Fortunately, he still kept that memory, and no one could steal it away.

Xia Xinnian thought he was just teasing her, and when he saw him speaking seriously, she asked curiously: "You mean, have we met before?"

"Of course, our fate is destined by heaven." Jimucheng is even more proud. If love has to be sequenced, then he must have known her more than 20 years earlier than Yan Junhan, so she belongs to him.

Xia Xinnian curled her lips, disapprovingly: "You treat me like a three-year-old girl, and you still use such illusory things to fool me."

"Well, did your grandma call you Niannian? To be honest, didn't you?" Jimucheng suddenly became serious, and he had to argue with her about it.

Xia Xinnian's expression froze for a moment, and then her eyes turned red.

"You guessed randomly." She stubbornly refused to admit that he was right.

"I didn't guess randomly. Your grandma took you to the wedding of Uncle Luo Jinyu and Aunt Yang Chuchu. I also went that day. I also saw you crying after falling." Jimucheng explained the process in detail.

"Really? Mommy loved to cry when she was a child?" Xiao Yuchen listened to their chat with ears pricked up, and when he heard about Mommy crying, he couldn't stop laughing.

Xia Xinnian pinched his son's palm hard, and gave him a look that didn't allow him to laugh.

The little guy was still giggling.

"Well, even if we've met, it doesn't mean anything. We all grew up in the same city, so there will inevitably be times when we pass each other." Xia Xinnian deliberately pretended not to be interested in this matter, but a certain part of her heart suddenly became softer. She even tried hard to retrieve that memory, but her brain was empty and there was nothing.

"No, we met for the second time. In foreign countries, I went on vacation with my parents. You and your mother walked by the garden road in front of me. I remember that at that time, you were dressed like a little turkey, blending with the colors of those flowers." Jimucheng didn't know why. Suddenly, his memory of her was so clear that he could even remember the color of her clothes.

Xia Xinnian's mind flashed as if she really had a fiery red dress, which her mother bought for her, and asked her to wear that dress for a long journey.

"How do you remember so clearly? What do you want to do?" Xia Xinnian was in a state of confusion, because the man was looking at her so hotly at the moment, her heart beat faster.

"Mummy, do you still want to ask? Of course Daddy likes you." Xiao Yuchen finally found a chance to speak and express himself.

Xia Xinnian glared at her son. This little guy always likes to tell the truth indiscriminately, so he really wants to pinch him.

"My son is right. I might really like you a little bit at that time." Jimucheng's thin lips curved, and his smile was extraordinarily charming. Even the light and shadow around him paled at this moment.

Xia Xinnian only felt an electric current rushing through her heart, making her heart beat faster. Then, she felt her face was hot, so she had to shake off her son's little hand: "I'll go ahead and buy a cup of milk tea. Do you want something to drink?"

"Mum, I want to eat ice cream, mango flavored." The little guy didn't let it go as soon as he heard that there was an opportunity to buy something delicious.

"No, I'll get you a glass of warm water." Xia Xinnian directly interrupted his son's thoughts.

Ji Mucheng picked up the lost son, hugged her in his arms, and quickly followed her steps.

When Xia Xinnian went to wait in line, she only felt a tall body covering her behind her. She didn't dare to turn her head, but her back collided with his chest from time to time, which made her so nervous that she couldn't breathe, and her palms sweated.

What's wrong with her? Is it because there are more people here, so it is hotter?

Jimucheng is also very excited at the moment. Maybe it's the memory of the two scenes that deepens his affection for her.

There was a smile on his thin lips all the time, wanting to get closer to her, a little closer.

"Wow, so handsome, but unfortunately, he has a son."

"That's right, it's the type I'm attracted to, what should I do?"

"His son is so beautiful. The woman standing in front of him is not his wife, is she? I envy her so much." JrNovels.com