Xiaotianci looks haggard and sleeps for several hours. The doctor only has a low fever and hangs a bottle of drip.

Li Qiyu was afraid that she would leave. The little guy could not find anyone when he woke up. He was crying and crying, so he sat beside the bed with him

As for Bo Yeyuan, he has already gone downstairs to stew porridge himself. There are not many opportunities for him to be a good father. He has to seize the time to perform!

Bo Yeyuan's mobile phone was placed on the bedside table. There was a news message. The mobile phone suddenly turned on. The screen saver was a photo of Li Qiyu. She took it to have a look.

When the thumb touches, the mobile phone lock is released

He set all the "locks" in his world into a mode that she could enter.

Li Qiyu's heart is astringent, point into the album, all her photos, her videos, all of her. Open her browser and jump to her home page!

Bo Yeyuan did not know when to stand behind her: "I set the home page as you. For two and a half years, the first thing I do when I wake up every day is to turn on my mobile phone and refresh your messages."

Not only her home page, her MSN, her network disk All the communications software she used before.

Bo Yeyuan often stares at those pages in a daze, hoping that she will suddenly appear to update a log

When she left with seven nights in her arms, he was also staring at her homepage every day and watching her life. Later, it wasn't her who stopped the watch. He sneaked in to see her email and learned that she had worked with ye Zhilu to plan for him.

"After a few years, when I'm not here, do you just look at my home page?" Li Qiyu put down the mobile phone, "every time the means are the same, there is no fresh?"

"How do you want it fresh?" He can do nothing but love her!

Li Qiyu rubbed the little meat hand given by God, and felt miserable in his heart

"That child, are you really going to take it away?" He asked in a deep voice.

Li Qiyu doesn't know. She's in a mess. Xiaotianci has a strong sense of crisis, and she I don't know if I can keep this kid.

All of a sudden, the little guy on the bed twitched his nose and sucked desperately. Then, he narrowed his eyes.

So hungry, so hungry!

"Are you hungry?" Li Qiyu gently picked up a towel to wipe the little guy's sweating forehead

Xiao Tianci struggled for a moment to sit up. His whole body was soft. Li Qiyu cushioned the pillow, and Bo Yeyuan supported the little guy to sit on the pillow

Suddenly became such a happy baby, little Tianci was not used to it. Her eyes turned around and looked at it. Her hands were tightly twisted together, but she didn't know how to speak.

"Knowing that you are ill, my father is very sad. He went to cook you three fresh porridge in person, which is your favorite taste..." Li Qiyu picked up the porridge bowl and said, "what's the difference between father's cooking?"

Dad makes porridge for him?!

Little God's eyes were on Bo Yeyuan's face --

Bo Yeyuan's face was deep, and he could not distinguish joy and anger.

"Do you want dad to feed you?" Li Qiyu smile, bowl handed out, "Bo Yeyuan, you come."

Bo Yeyuan bit his teeth and wanted to say something. Looking at Xiao Tianci's tight eyes, he took over the bowl, and Li Qiyu immediately gave up his seat

Little Tianci is a little anxious. My father will feed him. I'll panic if I think about it!

"The porridge is very hot. You can feed it when it's cool."

"I know, long winded! I fed you before Bo Yeyuan was covered in confusion.

When a spoon was handed over, the mouth of the little God was opened like a hippopotamus. He was afraid that he could not feed him, so he held the spoon.

Not as difficult to serve as Bo Yeyuan imagined

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