"Whew!" Ye Fanxing opened his mouth wide and pretended to be fierce.

Little Bulb: Hey, what's mom?

In an instant, his eyes softened, and he said sweetly: "Mom! ”

Then the fleshy little arms hugged her neck.

I wasn't scared by Ye Fanxing at all!

The son has a milky smell on him.

Ye Fanxing held his son's buttocks, hugged him, and kissed him on his soft face, "Do you miss your mother?" ”

The face of the little bulb is a little baby fat, and the face is like a bun.

It's soft and makes you want to pinch it.

He looked at Ye Fanxing, looked at it, and nodded a little shyly, "Yes." ”

Mother Fu looked at this scene and said with a smile: "I heard that you were coming back in the morning, so I started thinking about you and read about you all day." ”

Ye Fanxing's situation is special, he gave birth to a child before graduation, so he is not like ordinary mothers, who can be by her children's side every day.

Fortunately for her, even so, the little light bulb is not alienated from her mother, and still reads her every day.

Just like now, seeing Ye Fanxing come back, I was so happy, as if I had gotten some candy.

Ye Fanxing knew that these were inseparable from the teachings of Fu's father and Fu's mother.

Ye Fanxing sat down with the small light bulb in his arms and said to Fu's mother: "Thank you for your hard work, I take him every day." ”

"What's so hard about?" Fu's mother said with a smile: "He is very obedient, every time I make trouble, I tell him about you, and he is very well-behaved." Also sensible outside. ”

Fu's mother felt sorry for her grandson and didn't feel tired at all.

It's almost September, and in two months, the little bulb will be almost two years old.

Time flies.

Ye Fanxing looked at the son in his arms and rubbed his head.

The little bulb sat on Ye Fanxing's lap and looked at her, "Mom, don't you like me?" ”

Ye Fanxing was shocked, "Why do you say that?" ”

The two most important people in her life, one is Fu Jingyu, and the other is him.

"I miss you so much." The little bulb looked at Ye Fanxing.

Ye Fanxing hugged him, "Good baby, how could my mother not like you?" You're Mommy's big baby, and I like you the most. ”

Fu Jingyu came in from outside, stood aside, and watched the mother and son sitting there talking, without making a sound.

He deeply felt that the name was not wrong for him, and it really looked like a big 200-watt light bulb.

The point is still biological, and I don't even have the right to be jealous.

Mother Fu looked at him, "I'm back." ”

Fu Jingyu said: "Well, I just made a phone call. ”

So he entered the door a little later than Ye Fanxing.

"Have you had dinner?" Mother Fu said with concern, looking at Ye Fanxing, "Do you want to eat something?" ”

Every Friday when Ye Fanxing and Fu Jingyu come back, Fu's mother is very happy.

"I don't need to." Ye Fanxing now feels very full: "I had a party with friends today and came back from dinner, by the way, husband, have you eaten?" ”

Ye Fanxing looked at Fu Jingyu.

I really wanted to call him uncle, but he said that he was not allowed to call him uncle in front of his son, so he had to change his words.

Fu Jingyu nodded, "I've eaten it." ”

Fu Jingyu usually has socializing.

He sat down and looked at the little light bulb in Ye Fanxing's arms, "Come here, I'll hug you." ”

The little bulb stood up and was easily carried into his arms by Fu Jingyu.

Looking at his son, Fu Jingyu said solemnly: "Seeing your mother so happy, not happy when she sees me?" ”

When he came in, the little one didn't take the initiative to call him.

He's got an idea!

This is a fake son, right?