She got up and went downstairs, put on her shoes and walked out of the door. She thought for a while and walked into the small room opposite the door. When she opened the door, she saw a small bag bulging on the bed. She walked in gently. Xiao Qinghuan was sleeping with her eyes closed and she was sleeping very much. Her beautiful face was quiet and moving. No pop-up window novel network

At such a young age, I went through two Zhonglu Dongyu alone to find my father. It was a miracle that nothing happened along the way, and I was abandoned by my biological father...

Ye Weilan felt pity for her, looked at the child's frowning eyebrows and patted her gently: "Don't be afraid, go to bed."

The child's breathing sinks again.

Ye Weilan pinched the corner of her quilt, and then the pillow blocked the edge to prevent her from rolling down, and then walked out with slight hands.

...

Ye Weilan carefully pushed open the door of the studio and saw Xiao Yechen sitting on the carpet with his little computer on the small table. The child lowered his eyebrows and stared at the screen with concentration. His tender fingers almost flew up. The calm expression between the eyebrows could see Qi Ye's shadow.

Ye Weilan turned around and went to the kitchen, made a cup of green tea and walked in quietly, standing behind her son and tilting her head to look.

Xiao Yechen broke through a hacking system and looked up and was about to take a break. He pressed his neck with his hands and gently kneaded it. Then there was a pleasant voice with a smile: "Don't take your head for too long, it's not good for your neck."

Xiao Yechen relaxed his body and went to his mother's arms. A smile appeared on his cold smile, as beautiful as the ice and snow melted: "Mommy, baby is not tired."

Ye Weilan gave him the green tea, Xiao Yechen drank tea, she rubbed his neck, and the mother and son enjoyed the warm afternoon.

Xiao Yechen looked at the sky blue curtains, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone in the studio. Through the bright floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see a group of seabirds in the sky chirping and flying towards the opposite direction of the sun's falling.

The scene is quite spectacular.

Xiao Yechen suddenly spoke: "Mommy."

Ye Weilan responded softly.

Xiao Yechen raised his face and looked at her: "Xiao Jiu doesn't hate Qinghuan."

Ye Weilan was stunned for a moment, Xiuzhi's eyebrows turned to laugh. She held her son, and the mother and son watched the sunset scene of the sea Empire together: "Xiaojiu likes Qinghuan?"

"I can't say I like it, it's just..." Xiao Yechen frowned, as if he didn't know how to describe that feeling.

Ye Weilan seemed to understand and asked with a smile: "Does Xiaojiu think Qinghuan beautiful?"

Xiao Yechen said honestly, "Xiaoxue is better."

It's indeed a partial sister.

"Xiaoxue is beautiful, Qinghuan is also very beautiful... Xiaojiu doesn't hate her, but she doesn't like her either, right?"

Xiao Yechen looked at his mother with dark pupils, without denying it.

I don’t like it, and I don’t feel it too annoying, but I just feel a strange feeling... maybe it’s this kind of indescribable look.

"Xiao Jiu saw Qinghuan first in the morning," Mommy Ye looked at her son with a smile: "Xiao Jiu doesn't like Qinghuan, why do you still have to look at her?"

"I..." The child opened his mouth, but didn't know how to explain.

"Did Qinghuan's eyes attracted the baby to observe her?" Mommy Ye continued to tease her son.

Xiao Yechen's eyes lit up: "Mommy, she is different from Xiaoxue, and different from all other little girls."

A trace of complexity flashed through Ye Weilan's eyes. Because of his darkness, is it guided by some unique emotion?
Chapter completed!