Yi Ling, who saw all this in his eyes, naturally also saw Yi An's change and Anya's gentleness, and he felt a trace of gratitude in his heart for Anya's courage, his own childhood was destroyed at the hands of his father, but now his son will no longer be treated like this, which is undoubtedly thanks to Anya's correct decision.

One day, as soon as Yi An got home from school, he happily inserted himself into Anya's arms.

"What is so happy? Tell your mom about it. ”

With an encouraging eye, Anya asked Yi An to continue.

"The homework we left in school today, the topic of the homework is to draw my father and mother."

Yi An continued happily.

"Oh, is it? Do you need my help? ”

"Hmmm! Yes, I've already drawn one, but I'm not very satisfied, so I want my dad and mom to be my model together. ”

As he spoke, Yi An took out a painting from his schoolbag.

The painting is simply painted with oil pastels, which is the normal level of a 5-year-old child, and it looks a little rough, but at first glance it still looks a bit similar, in the painting, Anya and Yi Ling are sitting side by side, Anya is smiling gently, but Yi Ling has a straight face.

"I think you look good!"

But Yi An didn't buy it, pouted and said coquettishly:

"But I'm not satisfied, so my mother will be my model."

"Yes, Mommy promises you."

Anya readily agreed.

Yi An asked his subordinates to bring two chairs

"Mom, you do it here."

Anya sat up obediently, but Yi An ran away

Anya thought that Yi An probably went to find Yi Ling, but Anya didn't think that Yi An could invite Yi Ling, who was busy with his busy schedule, to be a painting model for his son. She didn't think that Yi Ling had such idle time, even if he was free now, he shouldn't be willing to mix in this kind of child's game.

But Anya miscalculated, and soon after, she saw Yi An running down the stairs with Yi Ling's ass on her shoulder.

Yi Ling sat next to Anya, and Yi An didn't know where to conjure up a small drawing board and easel, and painted it in a decent way.

But as he painted, he still didn't seem to be satisfied, and stopped, and said:

"Mom and Dad, can you get a little closer?"

"I saw other children's drawings at school, and their parents were holding hands together."

Anya sounded a little embarrassed, and was thinking about whether to hold hands with Yi Ling, when Yi Ling suddenly hugged her waist violently.

Anya's waist is very sensitive and she doesn't like to be touched by others, Yi Ling hugged her like this, and Anya immediately protested:

"What are you doing here?! Don't move your hands! ”

Yi Ling had a hint of a smile in his eyes, lowered his head slightly, and whispered softly in her ear:

"Why can't you, as my wife, be hugged by me?"

Anya instantly became a little red-faced, and wanted to struggle to stand up to express her dissatisfaction.

But Yi An pursed his lips and hurriedly said to Anya:

"Mom, don't move, you're a model, and models can't move casually."

Hearing this, Anya just couldn't keep her original posture still, and let Yi Ling hug her as much as she wanted, but the expression on her face was uncontrollably slightly red, and she didn't know if it was because she was angry or shy, but her expression looked a little angry.

On the contrary, Yi Ling's face showed obvious joy, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his eyes were full of pride.

Anya, who seemed to be very happy, looked a little embarrassed and shy, and that smug look was like a vicious dog teasing a fried cat.

Yi Ling is a person who does not smile, and this kind of expression is probably the highest level of happiness he has ever expressed.

And Yi An, the little rabbit cub, didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, in short, the painting was very slow, Anya not only began to wonder in her heart, whether Yi An, this kid and his father colluded, the two of them colluded to fix her, in short, the last two of them maintained this posture for a long time, Yi An put down the brush with satisfaction.

"Alright, Mom and Dad, you can move."

Hearing this, Anya stood up with a "whoosh".

Yi Ling hooked the corners of his mouth more happily, and the smile on his face deepened a little.

In front of Anya, who was still handing over the last crayon drawing that was still immature, Anya and Yi Ling were still sitting side by side, but this time Yi Ling was full of smiles, and Anya had a somewhat coquettish anger on her face.

In early spring, the weather is warm and cold, and although the spring wind is not as harsh as the autumn wind, it is very cold.

When Yi An went to kindergarten in the morning, Anya always didn't know whether to let him wear more or less.

At this juncture, there seems to be something wrong with Yijia's indoor constant temperature and humidity system.

Although it has been arranged for someone to repair it, it does not seem to be a simple problem and it will take a day or two to deal with.

Anya was also a little cold at home

One night, Anya, as usual, was alone in her room preparing to fall asleep. The temperature in the room was not too high, and Anya changed into pajamas and hurriedly got into the futon, and soon fell asleep groggily.

Just as she was sleeping in a daze, she suddenly heard the soft footsteps of "click", and then heard someone standing outside the room knocking on the door of her room.

It's so late, who will be visiting?

Anya was puzzled in her heart, just as she thought so.

Suddenly, there was a faint call outside the door.

"Mom...... Mommy ......"

It was actually Yi An, she wondered even more, what was this kid doing when he came to her so late? This child is not the kind of child who is willful, likes to disturb others at will, and does not know how to be polite.

Although Anya was confused, she immediately got out of bed and opened the door.

I saw Yi An standing at the door in pajamas, his small body looked a little thin, his little face was red for some reason, his eyes were foggy, and he was a little shaky standing there.

"Mom... Ahem......"

Yi An saw Anya shouting, but her voice was extremely hoarse, a little aggrieved, and she coughed before she could say a complete sentence.

Even if Anyardon saw the abnormality, he touched Yi An's little face with his hand, this body temperature is amazingly high, just by touching it with his hand, he can roughly estimate that it is at least 38 or 9 degrees or more. The sleepiness just now was swept away at once.

"Yi'an, what's wrong with you? Is it dizziness and sore throat? ”

"Ahem......"

Yi An wanted to speak, but only let out a few violent coughs

"Oh no, this is not good" must have had a bad cold and caused a fever.

At this time, the nanny who took care of Yi'an's daily life also rushed over from behind.

"Little master, where are you going? You've got a cold, come back quickly. ”