Ye Sichen, "Old Master, are you too kind to your family on weekdays?" ”

Fu Jin raised his hand and rolled up his cuffs, and his sleeping phoenix eyes kept staring at Song Yiyi's direction, and there were too many emotions surging in his eyes.

Without waiting for a reply, Ye Sichen glanced at Huo Ci and sighed lightly, "Why are you so cruel to us?" ”

Fu Jin was not in the mood, "Hang up." ”

Ye Sichen, "......"

There is no humanity, it is more extinct than the extermination master, it is simply the extermination master!

Fu Jin hung up the phone, threw the phone aside, held Song Yiyi's hand, squeezed it in the palm of his hand, closed his eyes, and leaned on the head of the bed to continue to rest.

The afternoon sun, shining into the curtain, fell on him like fine gold sand, vaguely seeing the uneasiness between his eyebrows, which was incompatible with this quiet and lazy atmosphere.

Three o'clock in the afternoon

Fu Xiaosong woke up, ran to the living room to look around, and sure enough, he didn't see Daddy and Mommy, and looked at Aunt Zhang, "Daddy and Mommy haven't woken up yet, right?" ”

Aunt Zhang, "Yes." ”

Fu Xiaosong saw that Aunt Zhang's expression was not quite right, stared at her, and bluffed, "What's the matter, say." ”

Aunt Zhang, "......"

She didn't know what to say, and hesitated for a long time, "Little master, I don't know what's going on." ”

Fu Xiaosong frowned and looked at her.

Aunt Zhang recounted the matter of the fourth master asking her to send things.

Fu Xiaosong's eyebrows twisted into two caterpillars, and he ran up to the second floor with a worried face.

When I arrived at Daddy's bedroom door, I couldn't help but slow down.

Daddy didn't get a good night's rest last night, I'm afraid he's sleeping.

Gently pushing open the door and glancing, Daddy was sleeping on the head of the bed, and Mommy had a towel on her forehead.

Mommy is sick?

This kind of daddy is very similar to when he was sick and took care of him in the past.

I walked over very lightly and took a look, Daddy was already asleep, and the towel on Mommy's head was still warm, obviously, it hadn't been long since I changed.

He probed with his small hand and touched Song Yiyi's forehead, which was not too hot.

Glancing at Daddy again, he didn't take off his shoes when he slept, and his two long legs rested on the outside of the bed.

He sighed lightly, walked over, pulled his little hand, took off the shoes on Daddy's feet very lightly, and wanted to carry Daddy's legs to the bed, tried it, but did not move, and dispelled the idea.

Then squatted on the other side, helping Mommy change the towel while holding it and helping Mommy take her temperature.

The temperature has been dropping, but it is still very high, thirty-eight seven.

Two hours later, Fu Jin heard the sound of screwing the towel, opened his eyes, turned his head to the side, and saw Fu Xiaosong squatting on the ground and washing the towel with a lot of milk, and said in a low voice, "She didn't hurt you in vain." ”

Fu Xiaosong raised his head, looked at Fu Jin, and wiped the sweat on his forehead with a small hand, "Daddy, why don't you sleep for a while?" ”

Fu Jin got up, glanced at the slippers on his feet, and then at Fu Xiaosong.

Fu Xiaosong, looking like a little adult, whispered, "No thanks." ”

Fu Jin got up, "What's your body temperature?" ”

Fu Xiaosong, "Three is eight o'clock. ”

He frowned and glanced at Song Yiyi, "Daddy, Mommy has a cold and fever?" ”

Fu Jin paused and shook his head.

Hold her hand, test the temperature of the palm, it is not so hot, take the dagger, cut the fingertips, and feed her two drops of blood.

Fu Xiaosong looked at it, his brows furrowed more and more, "Mommy won't have any nightmares again, right?" ”

Fu Jin looked at Fu Xiaosong, "Well, I dreamed of Song Renyi and Liu Yun." ”

Fu Xiaosong heard the names of these two people, although he said that the deceased was the greatest, but he had too many opinions about them, he was not good to Yi Yi when he was alive, he bullied Yi Yi, and now he has to toss Yi Yi when he is dead, how can there be such biological parents!

glanced at Fu Jin again, compared to him, his father was already very good.

There used to be a lot of criticism, but now it's suddenly gone.

"Daddy, what's going on to wake up with Mommy?"

"It's hard to say."

"Mommy shouldn't be having a nightmare for no reason, right? How does it have to do with the last time I saw that photo? ”

"It might be a little related."

He sat at the head of the bed, looking at Fu Xiaosong's filial piety, and didn't want to make any more fuss about their mother and son, "Let's talk." ”

Fu Xiaosong wrung the towel, "So Mommy is unconscious?" ”

Fu Jin, "Yes." ”

Fu Xiaosong's arms were sore, he had been squatting for a long time, and his legs were a little numb, so he moved his arms and legs, "It's just right, I also want to talk to Daddy." ”

Fu Jin looked at him, "You speak first." ”

Fu Xiaosong walked over, glanced at Fu Jin, climbed to the head of the bed, sat side by side with Daddy, twisted his two little hands together and exhaled lightly, "About Xiao Jiu, Daddy, what do you think?" ”

Fu Jin, "That's right, I'm also talking about this matter." ”

Uh(?。?) ……

Fu Xiaosong turned his head to look at Fu Jin, his small mouth was open enough to swallow the duckling egg, "Such a coincidence." ”

He looked at Daddy's expression carefully, "Although Xiao Jiu is not Daddy's baby......"

Fu Jin's voice was cold, "Who said it wasn't?" ”

Ahh w！

Fu Xiaosong looked at Fu Jin in astonishment, his breathing suddenly dull, "You... You said that Xiao Jiu is your and Mommy's baby, my own brother? ”

Fu Jin looked at him with dark eyes.

Fu Xiaosong's heart suddenly felt sour.

Xiao Jiu is actually Daddy and Mommy's own baby, but he is not, Daddy and Mommy will not ......

He looked at Fu Jin with wide eyes, and then looked at Song Yiyi on the side.

He shouldn't be a second mommy, right?

Daddy and Mommy love him very much, they won't treat him like the two people in the Qin family treat Mommy, right?

Anyway, he's Daddy's own son, right?

took out his phone, looked at his appearance, and looked up at Daddy.

Daddy is obviously an enlarged version of him, he should be Daddy's own child!

Fu Jin stared at his every move, "There are too many brain supplements." ”

Fu Xiaosong, "......"

Can you not make up for it?

Only then did I have Mommy, the family was happy, Daddy loved Mommy, for fear that he would fall out of favor, hum, Daddy didn't understand!

Fu Jin said in a low voice, "You have never had a nickname. ”

Fu Xiaosong nodded, "It seems to be." ”

Grandpa and grandma often call him Little Song Song, but he really doesn't have a nickname.

Fu Jin lowered his eyes and looked at him, "In the future, let's call Xiao Jiu." ”

Little Nine?

What did Daddy just hand on?

Fu Xiaosong's small body froze, turned his head to look at Fu Jin, stared at him, a mouthful stuck in his throat, and he didn't exhale for a long time.

Fu Jin said again, "In the future, your nickname will be Xiao Jiu." ”

Fu Xiaosong's heart tightened and asked, "You... What do you mean? ”

Fu Jin, "literally." ”

For a while, too much emotion.

Fu Xiaosong pursed his mouth, glanced at Fu Jin, and then at the unconscious Song Yiyi next to him, feeling that his little heart was beating a little fast, and it was very uncomfortable, "You... Are you saying that the big crow is... It's my own mother... Mommy? ”