Chapter 42

"Are you awake?" As soon as Ling Jue stepped forward, he had not slept for a day. He looked a little sloppy, even the scum was blue.

"Mummy, don't get sick!" she cried

"I'll be good, Mommy. You need to get better soon!"

"Wuwu..." Mibo's red eyes shed tears quickly.

A kind of joyful sadness is spreading, rice shame looks up at this father and son two embarrassed appearance, can't help but also red eyes!

"Don't cry!" She was very shy and hoarse, but she could only tell what it was?

Wan Hou Ling Jue patted his son's weak shoulder, lowered his head and said shamefully, "how do you feel?"

"Do you want to eat?"

Mouth is bitter taste, throat faint pain, but the stomach is very hungry, very hungry!

"Do you have porridge?" Asked MI.

As if his heart had fallen down, he couldn't help but look happy and said: "some, some!"

"Let them cook several kinds, but Jack said your spleen and stomach are too weak, you can only drink millet porridge first!"

Rice shame looking at the man who has been proud and noble, suddenly like a child, can't help laughing!

"Thank you She said, really feel a warm current!

It's like eating the onion that is not fried well, the pungent taste suddenly fills the viscera, and the sour feeling spreads from the heart to the nose.

Wan Dang Ling Jue also realized his gaffe and coughed lightly.

"Cough"

"I'll bring you porridge!" Wanhou lingjue takes the opportunity to go out.

Mi Bao moved forward a little and rubbed Mi's shy face and hair with his forehead. He looked pitiful and aggrieved!

"Don't get sick, Mommy. It's scary!"

"Are you going to scare the baby to death?"

Mi shying put out her right hand without transfusion and stroked Mi Bao's soft hair. She could not help but said: "nonsense!"

"Mommy is OK. She was just too tired before!"

"Mommy, don't lie to me!" Mibao pouted her little mouth and looked distressed.

"Daddy's been guarding you all day!"

"If I didn't have to find you, he didn't want me to know!"

"Mommy, he's good or bad!"

Mibo can't help complaining, even for his good, no one can separate him from mummy!

Especially when Mommy needs him most, how can he play by himself?

I didn't expect that I was in a coma for a day * *, and I thought of the blue man's eyes, and a trace of warmth that was cared about flashed in my shy heart!

"Don't speak ill of Daddy."

Rice shy voice is hoarse, maybe even she did not find, the intimacy in her tone!

Wanzao Ling, who just came in at the door, couldn't help but walk, but her eyes and heart seemed to be stained with honey, a little sweet and greasy.

"Daddy, I want to feed Mommy!" Hearing the sound of footsteps, Mibao turned back and his eyes were full of expectations.

He also wants to take care of Mommy as mommy takes care of him!

But obviously at the moment, Wan Dang Ling absolutely didn't want to give him this opportunity. The white spoon stirred in his big hands, gently blowing cold, while refusing: "you are too small to feed porridge!"

"No matter, I'll feed you!" Mibo protested. He could.

Wan Huo Ling Jue didn't sweep his son's eyes. He continued to blow the millet porridge in the bowl and said, "go to the kitchen and serve the fruit. You'll feed Mommy later!"

As soon as Mibao's eyes brightened, he ran out.

The rice shames to support along the * * to think of, but has not made the strength, only saw the man has put down the bowl to come over!

A pair of big hands from behind her, steady to help her up, and then give her cushion.

"Is that better?" Wan Hou Ling Jue asked.

Rice shy nodded, some embarrassed, looking at wanhou lingjue to end the bowl again, small voice way: "I can eat by myself."

Then, as if the man could not hear him, he had already filled the porridge with a spoon to her mouth.

How to say that feeling?

A little abnormal heartbeat, a little flattered, but also a little shy and embarrassed!

But the man's strong action obviously can't refuse, the rice shame slightly lowered the head, then held the spoon!

One, two, three

Millet porridge stewed very thick, taste very good, even rice shame can not help but want to eat a second bowl!

"Jack said you should eat less and eat more. I'll feed you in two hours!"

Wanhou Ling Jue's words surprised MI, as if she was a very important person.

"Mibo said that you haven't slept for a day. Go and have a rest first."

"I'm all right!"

Wan Hou Ling Jue slows down a little bit for Mi Mi, and he sits on the sofa again."There are no maids here. It's not convenient for them to take care of you!"

"It's OK. I've tried not to sleep for five days at most!"

But is it convenient for you to take care of it? Mimi's mouth twitches!

How many days without sleep? What kind of experience was that? Rice shamed opened mouth, did not say what finally?

After all, his attitude has shown that he can't listen to her!

Mibo never came back, because Mo Xing, Jack and Mike formed an iron triangle to surround him tightly!

"Think about it. There's still time to rebel!"

"After all, he can instruct you, but in the future I will instruct your son!"

Small people hands akimbo, language out of the threat is really sprouting to no good!

Mike, who has psychological shadow, can't help clamping his pants and retorts in a low voice: "I don't have children!"

"Poof Mo Xing chuckles, the intelligence quotient of little master is not really built.

They even want to take advantage of their weakness!

"And you?"

"No children, either?" Mibo pursed his mouth and looked at Jack and Mo Xing.

"I'm going to have a daughter!" Jack returned.

"My child can follow the next little master!" Mo Xing replied.

"What do you mean?" Where is the next little master? Mibo felt his head, a little confused.

However, Mo Xing's eyes follow the corridor, and the room inside is where Mibao wants to go.

"Literally, don't you want to have younger brothers and sisters earlier?" Mo Xing coaxes a way.

"No!" Brother and sister? Mibo has never thought about this problem!

Mo Xing continued to coax: "if you have a younger brother or sister, you can push him to do what you hate most. If you are not happy, you can beat him. He will adore you very much."

"When you are happy, you can kiss him, hug him and encourage him!"

"Anyway, the benefits are tangible."

"Is it?" Mibo wondered, it sounds very good!

Jack and Mike hold back the twitch of their mouths. If the little master knows that half of the inheritance rights may be divided, will he be happy?