The breast milk in the first six months was immune, and the milk in the back was not nutritious. Deng Yanchen also persuaded An Mu to wean. Feng Xiao even raised his hands in agreement, and let her wean after six months.

An Mu couldn't laugh or cry to these two people.

Knowing that Feng Siyue had gone to the company, An Mu became even more lazy and didn't want to go out at all.

*

In the next two months, An Mu often invited Ye Tongtong and Yiluo to play at home.

However, Ye Tongtong's schedule is relatively full and is not always free, so Yiluo comes more often.

On this day, the two of them went to the nearby supermarket to buy things together.

Xiao Shizi has been eight months old and can already crawl all over the floor. An Mu has set aside a toy room for Xiao Shizi, but Xiao Shizi especially likes to go out and play.

An Mu and Yiluo strolled in the supermarket with Xiao Shizi's car.

An Mu was walking, and suddenly received a call, so he let Yiluo push the boy and walk inside.

At 5 o’clock this afternoon, it’s the day when you can visit Lele in the nursing home. So Yiluo pushed the trolley and put Lele’s favorite snacks in the same car. The boy sat in the car and saw those snacks. Reach out, yelling.

When she saw Lele's favorite piece of Qiduo, her eyes lit up, and she smiled when she thought of Lele's ecstatic taste every time she held the piece of Qiduo.

She stretched out her hand to pick it up, but at this moment, her other hand just reached out.

With both hands, he held the bag of snacks at once. Yiluo was a little surprised and turned his head to look at the owner of the hand.

Looking at it this way, Yiluo's whole person, as if struck by lightning, stayed in place.

The person standing in front of her, dressed in suits and shoes, dressed as a social elite, has a gentle and calm temperament, just like a mature businessman.

The man was also surprised when he saw Yiluo, his wide eyes were full of incredible and ecstatic.

Yiluo quickly recovered, pushing the stroller and turning around.

"Yilo--" The man had eyesight and quick hands, and almost subconsciously grabbed Yiluo's wrist. The force was so strong that Yiluo couldn't get rid of it.

"Sorry, you confessed to the wrong person." Yiluo didn't turn her head, she lowered her voice, avoiding his scorching eyes.

The man forced Yiluo's body over, and the miserable meaning in the words seemed to be heartbreaking: "Iluo, how could I admit you wrong? Where have you been for so many years? Do you know, I'm looking for You have worked so hard to find!"

When he met again, he was excited and shocked. The woman he loved most, the woman he had been looking for for so many years, was shocked and almost desperate, but he did not expect to meet him here.

Yiluo still didn't dare to look at him, his tone was alienated and indifferent: "You let me go."

"No, I can't let go. I found you so hard, how can I let go?" He looked sad, and his voice was so low that people could cry.

Yiluo trembled when he heard the words, bit his lip, trying to hide his emotions.

At this moment, the youngest son in the stroller, seeing that the car was not going away, immediately protested with "babble".

He protested this way and attracted the attention of Yiluo and the man.

The man looked surprised when he saw the child, and suddenly showed an injured look, "This child...you, are you married?"

The man opened his eyes wide, as if he couldn't believe it, he let go of his hands in shock, Yiluo got empty, and she hurried back two steps.