Chapter 753

"Father, what are you looking at?"

Nianqin comes in and sees Xiao Yiyuan standing on the edge of the bed, lifting the curtain with one hand. He stares at the bed and opens his mouth curiously.

"Look at your mother."

Xiao Yiyuan took a deep breath and opened his mouth slowly, trying to make his voice calm and gentle.

After listening to him, nianqin looked curiously at the sleeping man on the bed.

"My mother's eyes are so swollen and ugly."

He wrinkled his nose and a look of impatience appeared on his small face.

Although he was young, he knew that his mother was crying.

Memory playback, can let his mother cry must be his indifference to her yesterday and the vicious words.

Father and son's vision is too strong, even if Xia Jin is asleep at the moment, also have a magical feeling.

She frowned, her eyelashes trembled, and slowly opened her eyes.

The blurred vision gradually became clear. Seeing nianqin and Xiao Yiyuan standing at the edge of the bed looking at her, the little guy's face was still sad.

Xia Jin seriously doubts that her eyes are wrong. Nianqin hates her so much. How can she show such an expression to herself?

She blinked a few times and found that there was no change in the scene.

She rubbed her eyes in disbelief, looked again, and finally decided that she was not dazzled.

"Nianqin... You..."

Xia Jin is at a loss for a moment, slightly flustered from the bed to sit up, unable to speak.

"Mother, I'm sorry. Nianqin is wrong. Don't cry any more."

After all, blood and bone are linked. Nianqin climbs to bed and pours into Xia Jin's arms. Her short arm hugs her waist.

Xia Jin was shocked by this sudden scene, but she couldn't help looking at Xiao Yiyuan in surprise for a long time. She asked him what was the matter with her eyes?

They had a tacit understanding. At a glance, Xiao Yiyuan understood what she meant.

A soft smile appears on a man's cold face, and his deep eyes are full of love

"My son understands that his mother loves him, so he's here to show his love to you."

Xiao Yiyuan's speech is very artistic, perfectly avoiding the words of "forgive", "mistake" and so on.

Xia Jin returns to her senses after a short period of consternation, and her shaking hand gently embraces nianqin.

"Nianqin, I'm sorry. Thank you for giving your mother another chance. She assures you that no matter what happens in the future, she will never leave you alone."

Even in the face of death again!

As far as Xia Jin is concerned, there is no one who can touch her heart more than hugging her son and feeling the love between mother and son.

At that moment, she burst into tears.

"Mother, don't cry. Nianqin has promised my father that he won't be angry with you again. In the future, I will be a filial child, not like yesterday."

Aware that her mother is crying, nianqin looks up from Xia Jin's arms and sees a scene full of tears on her face.

Mingming was still very angry when she saw her dejected and sad face yesterday. Although she couldn't bear it a little, she still couldn't let go of it. Now she is already in love with her.

Nianqin frowned and didn't understand that this was the true meaning of mother son relationship.

Xiao Yiyuan was watching this scene. Although he felt distressed because his beloved little woman was crying, his heart was more comforting and relaxed.

His son and his lover are equally important to him. If they don't get along, he can't imagine how bad life will be.

At this time, a slight sound of footsteps suddenly came into Xiao Yiyuan's ears. He knew who it would be and didn't stop it.

A moment later, Hu Tianyue crossed the open door and went into the inner room around the screen.

"Nianqin, stop pestering your mother. Let her wash up. Let's have breakfast together."

After Hu Tianyue entered the inner room, she saw Xia Jin's mother and son holding together on the bed. From Xia Jin's moving face, she quickly guessed what happened and said in a light voice.

"Yes, aunt moon."

Hu Tianyue grew up with nianqin. Especially in the past year, she has given him endless love. Nianqin always abides by her words.

He quickly left Xia Jin's arms, got out of the bed, raised his head, looked at Xiao Yiyuan standing at the edge of the bed, and urged:

"Father, please dress your mother quickly, wash your face and comb your hair!"

The little guy's milk voice is very strong, and the last tone is quite sweet, but Xia Jin can't help blushing.

Why did her son learn so much at such a young age?

However, what Xia Jin doesn't know is that the reason why Nian Qin said this is that before he came here, it was Xiao Yiyuan who took care of him to wash and dress, so the little guy took this as his father's duty.

"Well, father will dress your mother. You should go out with aunt moon, wash your hands and prepare for dinner, OK?"

Xiao Yiyuan, like Xia Jin, thinks too much.

Xia Jin's I was looking in the eye, he covered his nose with his hand, a light cough, adjust his mood, droop his eyes and gently look at nianqin, saying.

"Well."

The little guy didn't know that his words stirred up a storm in the hearts of the two adults. He simply nodded, and then he was led out by Hu Tianyue.

"Creak ~"

Hu Tianyue closed the door thoughtfully.

In the room, Xia Jin swallowed her saliva and rushed to Xiao Yiyuan

"Don't listen to nianqin. What are you doing

Xia Jin's words were only half said, and a huge shadow was cast in front of her eyes.

Looking up, Xiao Yiyuan's long body is approaching.

She instinctively exclaimed, and the next moment the whole person was crushed on the bed by Xiao Yiyuan.

Xia Jin's heart beat disorderly, her voice and color were tense, and her cheeks were as red as a ripe apple.

"Last night when we parted, it didn't reassure me. How could my eyes be so swollen today? Well

Xiao Yiyuan reaches out to hold Xia Jin's chin, slightly deflects her head and forces her to face herself.

"I... I don't get enough sleep. My eyes are swollen. What's the matter?"

Xia Jin's eyes dodged, but she didn't look at Xiao Yiyuan.

"Ah ~"

Xiao Yiyuan was annoyed by her rotten words.

Bow, gently kiss her eyes, gently peck, a long time just pained and can't bear to leave.

"Jin'er, this time I failed to enlighten nianqin in time, which made you feel aggrieved. I promise that this kind of thing will never happen again."

Xiao Yiyuan released the hand holding Xia Jin's chin, gently stroked her cheek, full of heartache and pity.

"Xiao Yiyuan, don't take everything to yourself."

Xia Jin reached out and gently stroked Xiao Yiyuan's forehead, eyebrows and beautiful face

"Nianqin is still too young. We can't tell him the truth about many things. It's reasonable that he misunderstood me. I just couldn't control my mood and shed a few tears. Don't blame yourself, OK?"

Xia Jin has a soft voice.

She understands Xiao Yiyuan's love for herself and doesn't want him to blame himself too much!