In the end, I really couldn't help it.

You can't just stay at the police station and not leave.

Fu Yue had a baby hanging on her lap, and she got into Lian Jue's car with a stinky face, and she had to get Fu Xingchen, the child, home first.

When sitting in the car.

Fu Xingchen sat on Fu Yue's left, and the child hugged her neck softly, obediently like a little angel.

As long as you don't call her mom.

Feeling that his shoulder was tapped, Fu Yue looked to the right and saw Lian Jue take out a mobile phone and hand it over, his voice was cold, and the slender fingertips holding the mobile phone were white and beautiful.

"Let's add a WeChat, I have something to say to you."

Fu Yue was stunned for a moment, and following Lian Jue's line of sight, she saw Fu Xingchen's little milk bag.

She understood in an instant.

I guess there is something that this child can't hear.

Added WeChat.

Lian Jue soon sent a long list of messages.

Lian Jue: [I'm sorry, my cousin has autism, he barely speaks, and he can't communicate with people.] I'm sorry for you this time, and if I can, I'd like to ask you to wait until he's asleep before leaving, okay? Thank you. ]

Fu Yue's eyes crossed with a little surprise.

Autism?

No wonder she always felt that this kid was weird.

It's too quiet, it's too well-behaved.

At first, she only thought he was an introvert, and she really didn't think about autism.

Fu Yue lowered her thick and long eyelashes.

Fingers tapped lightly twice.

[Okay.] ]

At this moment, Fu Xingchen suddenly stretched out his little hand and softly put it on Fu Yue's face.

“……？”

The child's voice said, "Mom...... Beautiful......"

Facing the child's sparkling eyes.

Fu Yue couldn't bear to blame him, but his breath was stuck in his throat, he couldn't go up or down, and his face was red.

"I, no, yes, you, Mom, Mom."

Everyone can hear the anger in Fu Yue's words.

It's a pity that the autistic little milk bag is not human...... Phew, can't hear it.

The corners of Lian Jue's lips twitched.

As he spoke, the young man's slender fingers held Fu Xingchen's face and pulled his little face back, his voice slightly serious.

"Fu Xingchen, my brother is a boy, you can't call him mother."

The child stared at Lian Jue: "......"

First of all, he did not speak.

Then he stubbornly turned his head and shouted to Fu Yue crisply.

Lian Jue: "......"

He looked up at Fu Yue and asked tentatively, "Why don't you be wronged and pretend to be his mother for the time being?" ”

Fu Yue: "......"

Before Fu Yue could say anything.

Fu Xingchen, the child, stretched out his hand again, pointed at Lian Jue's face, and said crisply: "Dad." ”

Lian Jue: "......"

Lian Jue: "Forget it, you can't be wronged." If the child is disobedient, just give him a beating. ”

Fu Yue: "Hahahahahahahahaha ”

She laughed and gloated.

But he still subconsciously protected Fu Xingchen and didn't let Lian Jue beat him.

Fu Yue was angry: "Lian Jue, are you crazy, he is still a child, how can you really beat him, you are still not human?" ”

Fu Xingchen cooperatively hugged Fu Yue's neck.

"Huh!"

Lian Jue: "......"

He took a deep breath and turned his head to look out the window, making sure he wasn't.

*

This tossed for a long time.

After all, the child's physical strength is not good, after arriving at Lian's house, Fu Xingchen's child fell asleep in a daze, or did Fu Yue carry him down.

As a result, I entered the door of Lian's house.

She saw a small artillery bolt rushing towards her.

Lian Jue's eyes quickly grabbed the child.

didn't let him bump into Fu Yue.