Jiang Jiu sat on the bed with Jiang Xiaoci in his arms, took the alcohol swab from the maid's hand, and disinfected the abrasions on his face.

Jiang Ci sat obediently on her lap, and waited for Jiang Jiu to treat his wound, then he called her softly: "Mommy." ”

Jiang Jiu casually threw the alcohol swab in the trash can, raised his head and glanced at him: "Huh? ”

"Are you angry?"

Jiang Jiu looked at Jiang Ci's little face, and the little guy seemed to be a little nervous under her sight.

Then, Jiang Jiu smiled "poof", stretched out his hand and gently pinched Jiang Xiaoci's face: "What am I angry about?" You did very well. ”

"......" Jiang Ci looked at her confusedly.

"If others bully you, of course you have to fight back, but you can't bully others for nothing." Jiang Jiu hugged him and rubbed his soft short hair, "Xiao Ci did a great job, how could Mommy be angry?" ”

Jiang Jiu's words seemed to bring Jiang Ci encouragement, and his tense expression gradually relaxed, without saying a word, he only crashed into Jiang Jiu's arms with a "bang" and hugged her waist tightly.

Jiang Jiu was almost hit by him, but Jiang Ci's rare coquettishness still made her enjoy it very much, she hugged him quietly for a while, until a maid knocked on the door, and then went downstairs to eat with Jiang Ci.

When taking a bath at night, Jiang Jiu found a few bruises on Jiang Ci's little belly, where did her little baby suffer this grievance from childhood to adulthood, Jiang Jiu rubbed those few swollen pieces, and regretted that he didn't teach Wen Xiangliu a lesson.

The day was in turmoil, and it was almost twelve o'clock in the morning when I was lying in bed again.

Jiang Ci snuggled up to her side, already asleep.

Jiang Jiu leaned against the bedside, took out his mobile phone, and sent a WeChat message to Wen Xili: "Xili, I saw you today."

Sooner or later, there will be news of him again on the screen, right?

She firmly believed that Wen Xili would not leave her and Jiang Ci behind, so she forgot about her.

*

Early in the morning, Jiang Jiu washed Jiang Ci and led him downstairs.

The servant led them into the dining room.

Mrs. Wen was already sitting in the dining room, and when she saw her and Jiang Ci coming in, she was very eager, "Wine and wine, make what you like; What does Xiao Ci like to eat? I asked someone to make a Chinese breakfast, and he ate Chinese food, right? ”

Jiang Jiu didn't respond, only nodded, sat on the dining chair with Jiang Ci in his arms, and brought him soy milk and xiaolongbao.

Jiang Ci is short of hands and feet, and he is not good at holding chopsticks, Jiang Jiu fed him a xiaolongbao, he squinted with satisfaction, puffed out his cheeks, and sat next to Jiang Jiu and ate obediently.

Mrs. Wen looked at it, her heart was overjoyed, and she couldn't help but say: "Xiao Ci is so well-behaved, exactly the same as when our family Xili was a child!" ”

As soon as the words came out, he seemed to feel that something was inappropriate, and secretly glanced at Jiang Jiu, and found that Jiang Jiu's face was not abnormal, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Ci was originally Wen Xili's son, and Jiang Jiu had nothing to be unhappy about, not to mention that it was no longer a person who said that their father and son were similar.

Jiang Ci ate five xiaolongbao, couldn't eat it, held a soy milk cup alone, sat next to ginger wine and drank soy milk in small sips.

He is quiet, cold and well-behaved, more like Wen Xili than Wen Xiangliu.

Mrs. Wen looked at it and couldn't help but sigh that Wen Xiangliu was really badly taught, bullying cats and dogs at a young age, and she didn't inherit her father's restraint at all.

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