Lu Xiuchen heard her voice after a long absence, his eyes couldn't help but red slightly, he secretly clenched his fingers, and his heart was sour and excited.

He was afraid of Yan Hatsune's blame and sadness, and immediately continued: "I will get better soon......"

"Don't worry!" He assured.

Yan Chuyin seemed to be even more sad in his heart.

She looked at the little guy's stubborn and stubborn appearance, and she couldn't be soft in her heart.

"Of course you'll get better."

She touched his cheek affectionately, and the temperature on it was hot.

Yan Feifei has been quietly watching from the sidelines.

He always felt that something was weird.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, as if he suddenly understood something.

"You have a good rest first, I've always been there!" Yan Chuyin said soothingly, "I'll go out with them first, you can sleep well." ”

After speaking, Yan Chuyin helped Lu Xiuchen cover the quilt again.

She looked at Yan Feifei and Lu Zeyan on the side, and said lightly: "Okay, don't bother Xiaochen anymore, let's go out first." ”

Lu Zeyan didn't say anything, and walked out of the room with Yan Chuyin.

Yan Chuyin looked at him, with a hint of complaint in his eyes unconsciously, "Xiaochen is your son, this is how you take care of him?" ”

Her tone was full of reproach.

Lu Zeyan didn't defend himself, he still looked cold.

"What did the doctor say?" Yan Hatsune continued to ask.

"I have a cold and a fever." Lu Zeyan replied succinctly.

When Yan Chuyin was still living in the Lu family, she had a cold and low-grade fever, and she knew how uncomfortable it was.

Thinking like this, Yan Chuyin's heart became more and more distressed.

At this moment, in Lu Xiuchen's room.

Yan Feifei did not leave with Yan Hatsuyin, but quietly stayed here.

Lu Xiuchen was still shrunk in the quilt and didn't say a word.

The corners of Yan Feifei's mouth were slightly hooked, and a faint smile appeared on his handsome little face, "Dabao is gone, you are still pretending!" ”

He lifted the quilt on Lu Xiuchen's body, and seemed to be smiling, "It's really like it!" ”

Lu Xiuchen's face suddenly showed a kind of exasperation that had been exposed.

He stared coldly, pursed his lips and did not speak.

Yan Feifei continued with a smile: "You're not sick at all, are you?" ”

Lu Xiuchen lowered his cold eyes and did not speak.

"If you don't speak, that's acquiescence!" Yan Feifei raised his chin, and there was a hint of smugness in his eyes.

Lu Xiuchen is indeed pretending to be sick.

Just after he called Yan Chuyin that day, he told Lu Zeyan that he very much hoped that Yan Chuyin would come back.

Unexpectedly, his father, who seemed to be very serious, would suggest that he pretend to be sick.

Lu Zeyan told him that he told him to pretend to be sick, and he would use this reason to bring Yan Chuyin back.

He really missed her so much.

So he did so, before Yan Chuyin came, he turned on the heater and stayed in the quilt for a while, and he was really hot and sweaty all over his body, comparable to a high fever.

I didn't expect this to really deceive Yan Hatsune.

However, he never deceived the kid in front of him.

Lu Xiuchen pursed his lips indifferently and said nothing.

He wouldn't admit that he was faking his illness.

Yan Feifei approached him with a smile, his dark eyes were full of agility, "Oh, you don't have to be shy, pretending to be sick like this, I've done it too!" And, I swear, I will never tell Dabao. ”

Lu Xiuchen raised his eyes to look at him and asked lightly, "Really?" ”

"Of course!" Yan Feifei swore that he smiled, the corners of his mouth bright, "I also hope that Dabao can come back!" That way, I can see my uncle every day. ”