"Bad uncle, you just laughed at it?"

With his hands on his hips, Meng Bao Tangtang put on a posture of asking for guilt, tiger Zhang Meng Baozi face, stared at the pair of black fox eyes, and bared his teeth at Lu Yan.

Lu Yan was silent, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he pressed on Tangtang's head, which he didn't like to be touched the most.

In exchange, there was a crisp, mixed with a hint of sweet and soft roar: "Don't touch Candy's head!" Don't you know that a man's head is always touched and doesn't grow tall? If I don't grow tall, it's up to you, it's all up to you! ”

"Bo Juntang, it's making trouble again, isn't it?"

Lowering his eyes and squinting at Sugar Candy, Bo Jinghan snorted coldly.

The boy immediately stood up straight, as if he were standing in a military posture, straight and straight.

Even his hands were tightly strained and rested on the seams of his trousers.

Posture standard!

But the little mouth was deflated, as if he had been wronged by something, and he was sullen.

"Mom...... Mi ......"

Seeing that his brother, who grew up with him, was making a bitter face, lying quietly on Lu Yan's shoulder, he suddenly called softly.

And reversed the direction and opened his arms towards Bo Jinghan.

The lips swooped and gently spit out a syllable: "Hug ......"

In the past few days, as long as Lu Yan is there, this kid has never looked for her.

And now he took the initiative to ask her to hug her, and it is estimated that there is a good chance that it is because of sugar candy.

There was a little heat in his eyes, Bo Jinghan squinted his eyes, quickly adjusted his feelings, reached out to take Jingjing from Lu Yan's arms, and looked his new clothes up and down.

Whether it is the style sanction or the color model, it is just right, as if tailor-made.

"My little prince looks good in everything, so handsome! Is it okay to let Mommy kiss? ”

On his quiet and ignorant face, there was still a cold blankness, but it was obvious that he knew very well that Bo Jinghan was praising him, and he didn't squirm, but lowered his eyes slightly, and leaned his little head in the direction of Bo Jinghan.

Bo Jinghan dropped a kiss on his cheek.

She was gently patting him on the back, but she heard him babble and whisper in her ear, "Daddy...... Send ......"

"Oh? The clothes were given by my father! Did you say thank you quietly? ”

Quietly hesitated, as if to think about something.

Immediately, I saw him nod his head hard.

Then he slowly moved his gaze from Bo Jinghan's face to Tangtang, grabbed the fingers of Bo Jinghan's clothes, tightened slightly, half-opened his mouth, and tried to bite out a few words.

"Brother...... Shrewd...... Good ......"

What he wants to say should be that his brother is a good child, Mommy don't blame him.

Bo Jinghan understood in his heart, looking at the quiet eyes, there was an irrepressible distress.

Who says children with autism don't have feelings?

They just don't know how to express it, or they express it in a way that others don't understand.

"Good boy!" Rubbing Jingjing's forehead affectionately, Bo Jinghan put him down: "Jingjing, I heard that Uncle Lu gave you a set of books, can you let Uncle Lu read them to you and your brother?" ”

Quietly nodded in acquiescence, grabbed his brother's hand, and silently motioned for him to move the book together.

Looking at the similar, almost unrecognizable figures of the little brothers.

The corners of Bo Jinghan's mouth slowly hooked up a touch of arc-

Soft, beautiful, warm to the bone marrow.

Staring at such a mesmerizing smile, Lu Yan longed to let time be forbidden at this moment, so that this happiness could continue to exist.

"Jinghan," the mellow voice regained Bo Jinghan's attention: "I contacted a few experts, and I will find a time to do a consultation for Jingjing in the near future!" He nodded, grabbed his brother's hand, and silently motioned for him to move the book together.

Looking at the similar, almost unrecognizable figures of the little brothers.

The corners of Bo Jinghan's mouth slowly hooked up a touch of arc-

Soft, beautiful, warm to the bone marrow.

Staring at such a mesmerizing smile, Lu Yan longed to let time be forbidden at this moment, so that this happiness could continue to exist.

"Jinghan," the mellow voice regained Bo Jinghan's attention: "I contacted a few experts, and I will find a time to do a consultation for Jingjing in the near future!" ”