You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"How many times have I told you not to hit people with slingshots, so what if you hit someone in the eye?" Joyce reprimanded slightly.

“I won't. I am a pretty good shot! It would be such a shame for me to hit someone in the eye." Anderson pouted disdainfully.

Joyce lamented in her heart. She didn't want to confiscate his slingshot. She had not spent much time with him. In Mufron it was often the nanny who took care of him, and the slingshot was his favorite toy. She couldn't bear to take it away. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Anderson inherited her talent for shooting.

It showed from a very young age. The first time he picked up a dart, he was able to hit the bullseye. With the slingshot, it was pretty much just the same, and it did not take him too much time before he could shoot rather precisely.

"Be careful in the future.” She couldn't bear to be harsher to him and didn't say any more.

"Mommy, did that handsome uncle just now bully you? Mommy looked very bad when Mommy was talking with him." Anderson's crystal eyes flickered slightly as he asked curiously.

face changed slightly. This child indeed had a pair of extraordinarily sharp eyes. Even his IQ and EQ were both surprisingly high. She really had no idea how she could

his mommy did not want to say more, and thus he was more certain

moment, Kane

let me have a good look at you. Who's this cute kid?" Kane came forward and took Anderson from Joyce's arms, "You are so big now, and you still

a toy by Kane, and he retorted, "You're so big, and you still want Mommy to hug you

Kane

but this little cutie, he could not speak his mind out loud in front

groggily, "Anderson, since you see me, you should call

huh. I will just call

and you call me uncle? Call me brother. Come on." Kane hugged him with one hand, and kept

liked Anderson so much at first, was naturally because he

looked at Joyce with admiration

with concern. Anderson immediately interrupted, "You call Mommy sister and let me call your brother. The generations are