"Is the air good here?"

"Uh－huh."

"Are the flowers and plants beautiful here?"

"Uh－huh."

"You can‘t say anything but, can you?"

"Hmm... hmm?"

Rowan seemed to smile when his eyes narrowed dangerously.

Claudia was laughing with joy because he had fallen into his own trap, but he suddenly put his arm around her neck and put it under her armpit.

"Hello! Hello! Rowan, you let me go!" Claudia wrinkled his face and struggled, beating him, beating him and pinching him with his small hands waving.

However, he did not respond at all, and his handsome face was stained with a light smile.

"Uncle! How can you bully this little sister!"

Suddenly, a voice of milk sounded.

Rowan turned his head and saw a little boy of about 5 or 6 years old with fine features standing in front of him.

He was wearing a hospital gown, and his mother came up quickly, crouched down and hugged him, with a full face of apologies： "Sorry, sorry, Xiao Jie, apologize to uncle quickly."

However, Xiao Jie snorted and poked his finger in his face. "Uncle bullied his little sister! Ashamed face! Ashamed face!"

Claudia laughed out loud and patted Rowan on the back of his hand. "Don‘t you let go? Uncle?"

She said with a self－contained smile, not seeing the light flashing through his eyes.

Really released his hand, Rowan looked at Xiao Jie‘s mother.

It is very strange that Xiao Jie‘s mother understood the meaning of that glance.

This man will not hurt her children.

She gently let go of Xiao Jie, and Rowan waved to Xiao Jie, "Come here."

Xiao Jie is not afraid of life either. He stepped forward gracefully, looked up at Rowan without fear.

Rowan‘s thin lips hooked and smiled.

Tap Xiao Jie‘s thin shoulder and he pointed to Claudia： "Auntie."

Claudia laughed again and fell on Rowan‘s shoulder.

It turns out that this person still cares about this.

Xiao Jie‘s eyes rolled around, opened his mouth and pointed to Rowan, "Uncle."

Rowan‘s eyes were soft.

Turning to Claudia, Xiao Jie pointed at her and said, "A－"

The little fellow deliberately lengthened his tone, "Little sister!"

Three words popped out and Rowan immediately darkened his face.

Xiao Jie shrank his neck and hid back in his mother‘s arms.

Xiao Jie‘s mother was very embarrassed and shaved his nose tip. "Why are you so naughty? Call aunt, be good."

Arched his small nose, Xiao Jie‘s small head was nested in his mother‘s neck nest, muttering, "My little sister is so beautiful that it is not pleasant to call my aunt."

Claudia stood up and went to Xiao Jie to squat down.

Xiao Jie immediately stood up from his mother‘s arms and looked at her with bright eyes. "Little sister, you are really good－looking, just a little worse than my mother."

In the child‘s heart, his mother is always the most beautiful.

Claudia was not angry because she could not compare with a woman with a moderate appearance, but was very touched.

Xiao Jie‘s mother, too, immediately blushed after listening to her son‘s words.

Stretching out his hand and touching Xiao Jie‘s face and hands, Claudia said, "Can you call me aunt and aunt give you a gift?"

After all, it was a child. With the bewitch of gifts, Xiao Jie immediately called out, "Auntie."

"Good boy."

"Auntie, can I marry you when I grow up?"

Because of the word "grow up", Xiao Jie‘s mother suddenly stopped the beginning and never refrained from tears falling.

Before Claudia could answer, Rowan suddenly said coolly, "It‘s late. She is my woman."

Xiao Jie curled his pie mouth and felt sorry for his youth.

Claudia turned to Rowan and held out his hand, blinking： "Have you brought your cheque book?"

Rowan took it out of his suit pocket and showed it to her to see her "swish swish" write a string of numbers.

Tearing off the check, she folded it and put it in the jacket pocket of Xiao Jie‘s hospital gown.

"This..." Xiao Jie‘s mother was surprised, "no! Miss! This is not possible!"

As she spoke, she wanted to draw out the cheque.

Claudia held down the back of her hand and said softly, "Xiao Jie called me aunt and he called him uncle. This is a gift from Uncle Wen and Aunt Mu to Xiao Jie. It‘s not for mother, is it Xiao Jie?"

Xiao Jie‘s imp nodded and clear voice said, "Thank you, Aunt Mu, and Uncle Wen."