She said in a dumb voice: "forget it, I don't want to talk to you. I can't talk to you. Anyway, when I'm with you, I'll only be bullied."
"Then I'll let you bully me. You can bully me as you want," Shi Yuhan held her from the back and rubbed her hair with thin lips.
Ambiguous action, let song Qinghuan body stiff for a while, and then push him: "you don't give me mess, I tell you, tonight to look at the child, and then have an accident is miserable, I don't want the baby to have anything."
When Yuhan took back his hand and put it into his pants pocket, his eyes were as quiet as water, but it was hard to hide a trace of burning inside. He joked: "huan'er, it's you who want to be crooked, but you still need to talk about me."
Song Qinghuan suddenly blushed, cold "hum" a, turned to sleep on the bed, side body looking at the baby, ignore the cold.
After a while, Shi Yuhan also lay on the bed, holding song Qinghuan tightly from behind.
Song Qinghuan pushed her with his elbow, but he didn't push her away. Instead, he hugged her more tightly.
And she didn't do anything more, half closed her eyes.
The next morning, the two of them went to the clinic with their baby in their arms. The child's fever had completely subsided, and he had regained his usual liveliness.
It's time for song and Qing to leave in the afternoon.
Before getting on the bus, song Qinghuan's eyes have been searching around, hoping to see the child's mother, and then come back to take the child away.
But until she got on the car, the car and the ground friction issued by the "buzz" sound, moving forward, the child's mother still did not appear.
After a few seconds, a running figure suddenly appeared in the rearview mirror of the car. A woman chased the car to keep out the cold.
People, how can they run past the car? Seeing the car getting farther and farther away, the woman panicked and fell on the ground unexpectedly.
Regardless of the pain, she cried out: "stop! Give me back my child... "
This resounding sound was finally heard by Shi Yuhan and song Qinghuan.
when they looked back, they saw the woman who fell to the ground and was in a mess. That woman was the baby's mother.
Song Qing laughs. At the first time when she stops in the cold, she gets out of the car with her child in her arms. When the woman sees that the car has stopped, song Qinghuan comes down with her child in her arms. She quickly gets up and rushes towards song Qinghuan.
Standing in front of song Qinghuan, gasping for breath, he took over his baby: "son, son, mother is back, mother is back, Ma Qian will never leave you again!"
When Yuhan comes to song Qinghuan, the woman has left with her child in her arms.
The tears in Song Qinghuan's eyes flickered violently. Looking at the direction of the woman's departure, he said in a dumb voice: "when it's cold, can I let my mother Lu Meiyan go? She is guilty, but she raised me up and gave me a chance to know you! Just take it as if I gave her back my upbringing and let her go. "
"Huan'er." When the cold frown, low called her.
"When the cold, I want to know my life experience," long eyelashes trembling closed, song Qinghuan suddenly hugged him.
The shock surged in my heart. Suddenly, a string was touched in my heart. A strange feeling ran all over my body.
This is the first time that song Qinghuan has taken the initiative to hold him and trust him.
With a smile, he held song Qinghuan up and whispered in her ear: "good!"
PS: I wish you a happy new year. Many goblins will surely say that we passed the new year yesterday, so let's pass it again today. Brother, I'm from the south. I'm a 24-year-old boy, memeda