Chapter 1863

"Not very good," Ling Yue sat up straight and whispered, "I had nightmares several times. I cried for my mother. I patted him and he fell asleep again."

Ye Xingbei squats down beside the bed, looking at the sleeping saplings, heart ache one by one.

Although she knew it was impossible, she couldn't help thinking that if Xiaoshu were her own son!

Although her love for sapling is more than a mother's love for her son.

But it's not her own mother and son. Whether it's her or the saplings, they have regrets after all.

She stared at the young tree for a while, and the young tree suddenly opened her eyes slowly.

He looked at Ye Xingbei for a moment, and said, "Mom!"

"Well," Ye Xingbei's eyes were a little feverish, and he couldn't help crying. He gave him a bright smile, "mom is here."

"Mom, I had a nightmare last night!" The little sapling flattened her mouth and put her hand around her neck.

Ye Xingbei's heart beat and his voice was a little stiff: "do What's the nightmare? "

"Forget," xiaoshumiao son lying in her arms coquetry: "what a frightening dream, Xiaoshuai are scared to cry, and now still afraid, to my mother to hold high can be good!"

Just now, ye Xingbei, who was still holding a heart, couldn't help laughing, took him into his arms, kissed him, patted his little ass, "how old? Do you want to be coquettish

"Five years old!" The young tree gave her a kiss: "five years old is still a baby! A five-year-old goes to kindergarten. It's very, very small

"You Ye Xingbei pinched his little nose: "when people said you were young, you said you were very big. Now I say you are big, you say you are very small, you are big and small, you change very casually?"

"Well," said the young tree, rubbing and laughing on her face, "the young tree has seventy-two changes, big or small."

Ye Xingbei shakes his head and smiles, patting his little ass: "don't be poor, get up to eat, eat enough, and go to sweep the grave for grandparents."

"All right!" The young tree gave her a kiss again. She changed her clothes and went down to wash.

Ye Xingbei stood and looked at him.

He looked as usual.

Is it true that, as Gu Junzhu said, he took what he heard last night as a nightmare.

She looked back at Gu Junzhu.

Gu Jun chuckles, walks to her side, embraces her shoulder, "don't worry, five-year-old child is just, and sleep in a daze, forget very normal."

"I think..." Ye Xingbei bit his lip, looked at the young tree in the washroom, and murmured, "I think he is unwilling to admit it and refuses to believe that fact."

"Don't guess," Gu touched her head, "as long as we know, we will always be good to him, will always accompany him, protect him, let him safe and happy, grow up carefree, this is OK."

Ye Xingbei breathed and shook his head, "different..."

Gu Jun looked down at her: "what's different?"

Ye Xingbei shook his head: "I don't want to say it."

She is full of words.

But that topic is too sensitive.

She didn't want to say a word.

Gu Jun chuckles, "are you worried about inheritance?"

Ye Xingbei looks up at him.

Gu Jun tilted his lips one by one: "am I right?"

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