Chapter 548

Because these months always stay in the room, Jing Qian's skin is particularly white, and its own long good-looking, but with little girls have a fight.

Jing Qian used to care about his hair style, hair care meticulous.

After he was ill, he simply cut his hair short, and the whole person looked more energetic. Even Xi Muyan could not help being proud, saying that cuntou could test a handsome man best.

More than two months of time, after nearly 10 times of blood exchange, no hematopoietic stem cells, the disease has stabilized.

And still adhere to acupuncture, legs have been much better, at least he can stand up on his own.

When he reached the stairway, he held a crutch in one hand and firmly held the other hand on the handrail of the stairs. Although it was slow, he was not impatient at all.

Compared with a month and a half ago, he was still in bed and couldn't walk. Now he can walk, he is satisfied.

When he got to the last step, Xi Muyan saw him and quickly stepped forward to help him, "how many times have I told you to go downstairs to call Mommy? What you want to tremble is to frighten me to death!"

Jingqian hook lips smile, an arm put on mummy's shoulder, said, "Mommy, I seem to grow tall."

In the past, he was about the same height as Xi Muyan. Now, he is a little higher than Xi Muyan.

Xi Muyan looked down at his legs. "Yes, you are growing up. It's normal for you to grow tall, but if you want to grow too fast, mummy can't move you."

After calculation, Jing Qian is already 12.5 years old, and he is also 13.5 years old. When a boy of this age is officially growing up.

Whenever this time, Xi Muyan sighs that her big baby's body is so good-looking in all aspects. If she is healthy, she will be infatuated with a lot of little girls.

In fact, she always wanted to ask her son a question, but she always felt that it was not good for her to ask her son so rashly. After thinking about it, it was better to let Nanlin Mo ask.

Jing Qian just sat in front of the table, South Mo walked in.

"Daddy."

South Lin Mo walked over, touched his head, "how do you feel today?"

Jing Qian laughed and said, "it's great."

After dinner, Jing Qian will be sent back to the room for a nap.

As soon as he returned to the bedroom, Xi Muyan began to drag the south facing Mo and asked, "I asked you, did big baby reach puberty?"

South facing Mo obviously didn't expect that she would ask so, stupefied for a moment, then said, "how do I know?"

"Ask him!"

"No!"

"Why don't you go to ask him in the south? Jingqian stays at home every day. He has to teach at the beginning of junior high school. He can't go to school, and no one tells him!"

Mo in the south is speechless and dead.

This is the most worried mother in the world!

I thought Xi Muyan put this matter down, but in the next few days, the woman was very persistent in her son's physical health.

Then the next day, she threw a book to Nanlin Mo, "go to big baby."

South facing Mo look down, eyebrows pick high, ah, puberty education?

"Where did it come from?"

"From the bookstore! Did I rob it? "

“……”

Nanlin Mo is not willing to do this kind of thing. After all, Jingqian is not a child any more. He thinks that both sides will be embarrassed at that time.

But the result was beyond his expectation.

Things are that evening, when Jing Qian is doing his homework, Mo gives him the south.

The man cleared his throat, put the book on his desk, did not mean to look at the children, but pretended to take Jing Qian's exercise book to see, "have time to have a look."

Jing Qian took a look at the book, put it into the drawer calmly, and said, "OK."

Mo to the South

In the bedroom, Xi Muyan quickly asked, "how about it? Did you give it? "

"Yes."

She asked, "big baby, what's the reaction?"

"No, very calm, more calm than my father!"

Xi Muyan nodded, then raised his head, the man has been like ghosts in general to the eyes, she patted the chest, scolded, "south facing Mo, you are sick, walking without sound!"

The man hooked her into his arms.

“……”

In the evening, after saying good night to my parents, Jing Qian went to bed with the book of adolescent education.

He has only heard of the book, but he really doesn't know what it says.

After turning two pages, Jing Qian slammed the book, touched his nose, and his ears were a little red. Although he had not read this kind of book, what was said in it did not mean that Jing Qian did not know.

………………

A month later.

At five o'clock in the morning, Jing Qian woke up from his sleep. Instead of turning over as usual, he frowned at the ceiling.

The uncomfortable feeling in the quilt made his brow more and more tight.He seems to be

After a few minutes, I got up and had a look. Sure enough

Before the education to do better, Jing Qian did not panic, but in his heart for his own physical changes have a glimmer of joy.

In the days to come, life was peaceful.

Just Jing Qian found that he began to miss ou Yuenan more and more. He had not seen her since the accident, and even her contact information was not available.

He is to ask Wen Zhihan to help contact ou Yuenan, but the result is still the same, unable to contact.

In fact, he could ask his father for help, but he knew that when he had an accident, his father let go of the Ou family, which was a great forbearance, and he didn't think he would let the European family get close to him.

Two years later.

"Jingqian, hurry up!" Wen Zhihan ran and yelled, then ran into the crowd and disappeared.

The young man walked slowly, with both hands in his pocket, and his handsome outline appeared on his delicate face. His school uniform in dark blue Chinese tunic was more and more beautiful.

There are always girls looking at him, and then turn around to whisper, and even someone takes out a mobile phone to secretly photograph him.

"How handsome

"Yes, it is said that he is the new nanjingqian, the prince of Nanjia!"

"Ah, true or false, isn't it true that the prince of the Southern family has been away from school for several years due to his illness?"

“……”

The young man's lips are angry with a touch of imperceptible news, unaffected by the influence of the people around him, he still walks to the restaurant at his own speed.