"It's not good," Ling Yue sat up straight and whispered, "I had a few nightmares, crying and calling my mother, I patted him, and he fell asleep again." ”

Ye Xingbei squatted down beside the bed, looking at the sleeping little sapling, his heart ached.

Although she knew that it was impossible, she couldn't help but think that it would be nice if Xiaoshu was her biological son!

Although her love for the little sapling is no less than the love of a biological mother for her biological son.

But it's not the biological mother and son, whether it's for her or for the little sapling, there are regrets after all.

She stared at the little sapling for a moment, and the little sapling suddenly opened her eyes slowly.

He looked at Ye Xingbei ignorantly for a moment, and called softly: "Mom!" ”

"Well," Ye Xingbei's eyes were inexplicably hot, and he couldn't help himself from crying, and showed a bright smile at him, "Mom is here." ”

"Mom, I had a nightmare last night!" The little sapling flattened her mouth, looking very aggrieved, and reached out to wrap her arms around her neck.

Ye Xingbei's heart twitched, and his voice was a little stiff: "Do it...... What nightmares are you doing? ”

"I forgot," the little sapling lay in her arms and coquettishly: "What a scary dream, the little tree is scared and crying, and now I am still afraid, I want my mother to kiss and hug and lift it high!" ”

Ye Xingbei, who was still holding a heart just now, couldn't help laughing, took him into his arms, kissed him, and patted his little buttocks, "How old is it?" Still coquettish? ”

"Five years old!" The little sapling kissed her hard: "Five years old is still a little doll!" Five-year-old dolls are only in kindergarten, very small! ”

"You!" Ye Xingbei pinched his little nose dotingly: "When people said you were young, you said that you were already very big, and now I say that you are big, and you say that you are very small, you are so big and small, and you change very casually?" ”

"Well," the little sapling rubbed against her face, grinning, "The little sapling has seventy-two variations, big and small. ”

Ye Xingbei shook his head and smiled, patting his little buttocks: "Don't be poor, get up and eat, eat a full meal, and go to visit the grave of your grandparents." ”

"Okay!" The little sapling kissed her again, obediently changed her clothes, and went to the ground to wash.

Ye Xingbei stood aside and looked at him.

He looked the same as before.

Could it be that it was really like what Gu Junzhu said, he regarded what he heard last night as a nightmare.

She turned back to look at Gu Junchai.

Gu Jun smiled, walked up to her, and hugged her shoulder, "Don't worry, it's just a five-year-old child, and it's normal to forget it." ”

"I think it's ......" Ye Xingbei bit his lip, looked at the little sapling washing in the bathroom, and muttered: "I think he doesn't want to admit it and refuses to believe that fact." ”

"Don't guess," Gu Jun touched her head one by one, "As long as we know, we will always be good to him, we will always accompany him, protect him, let him be safe and happy, and grow up carefree, that's fine." ”

Ye Xingbei sighed and shook his head, "Different ......"

Gu Jun lowered his eyes to look at her: "What's the difference?" ”

Ye Xingbei shook his head: "I don't want to say it." ”

She has a belly to talk about.

But the topic was too sensitive.

She didn't want to say a word.

Gu Jun smiled, "Are you worried about inheritance?" ”

Ye Xingbei looked up at him.

Gu Jun tilted the corners of his mouth one by one: "Did I say it?" ”