Xi Jin glanced at her.
He had to believe it if he didn't believe it.
Besides, now that he was here, he had no other choice.
"Don't worry, I'm here to guard you.
No one I harm will harm you."
Zuo still gave Xi Jin reassurance.
He didn't believe her, so she could only do this.
Moreover, she never thought about harming him, even if she died, she never thought about harming him.
Xi Jin didn't think any more and walked into the yard.
After a while, she arrived at the room.
The door was not closed and the sunlight was shining in.
Looking again, she saw a little A Bao, kneeling on a chair, holding a brush.
There is something painted on the face seriously.
Abao also felt someone coming in, stopped what he was doing, looked up at the person, then smiled, showing his little tiger teeth, and shouted in a sweet voice, "Uncle Jin."
His voice has the unique softness and softness of a child, as well as a little milky sound.
It really feels to your ears as if your heart has been filled with gummy candies.
And Xi Jin was also a little stunned.
What Abao called was not a demon king or a right, but seriously, calling him Uncle Jin in a baby voice.
Did Abao recognize him?
Abao stood directly on the chair, opened his arms towards Xi Jin, still squinting, smiling like a cat, "Uncle Jin, give me a hug."
He begged for a hug in a sweet voice, which made Xi Jin's heart soften.
He was really soft, and he couldn't help but walk over and hug A Bao.
"Uncle Jin, why did you come to see A Bao at this time?"
A Bao looked at Xi Jin, his voice soft and blaming.
Such familiar and kind words once again warmed Xi Jin's heart, as if all the haze over the years had gone with the wind.
"How did you know it was me?"
Xi Jin asked bitterly.
He and Abao rarely had contact, but Abao could be so intimate with him, which really made him feel inexplicable.
It was like he had found a relative, and it seemed that he had not had a relative around him for many years.
This reminded him of his father, the emperor, and his mother.
They had always treated him very well, but since then, he had not said goodbye or sent a letter to his family.
They probably thought he was dead.
Abao raised his hand, took off Xi Jin's hat, looked at his face, and said childishly, "My mother recognized you when she and I met Uncle Jin for the first time, but I didn't dare to Just getting to know you."
"That's right."
Xi Jin smiled bitterly.
He thought he could hide it from her, but he didn't expect that she already knew it.
That's right, Dai'er has always been smart.
In the past, she was just deceived by Jiang Ying, so she didn't see things through.
Abao nodded and said, "Uncle Jin, you look good like this.
You don't need to cover it up all the time."
Xi Jin hummed slightly, and then asked, "Why did you come to the Demon Realm?
It's very dangerous here and it's not suitable for you.
And if you leave like this, your mother will be very worried."
"I miss daddy."
Abao lowered his head and said wilfully.
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Xi Jin looked up and saw that the desk just now was a piece of rice paper with people drawn on it.
Maybe A Bao was still young.
Although the people in the painting were a bit abstract, it could be seen that they were a pair of parents hugging each other.
The children were playing.
And he could also see that the painting was none other than Feng Tianlan's family of three.
Seeing him looking at the painting, Abao said gloomily, "I miss my mother too.
In the past, I only wanted to think of my father, but now I even miss my mother
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