She got up and got off the ground, put on her shoes and walked out of the door, thought for a while and walked into the small room diagonally opposite the door, pushed open the door and saw a small bag bulging on the bed, she walked in gently, Xiao Qinghuan lay on the bed with her eyes closed and fell asleep, her beautiful face was quiet and moving.

At such a young age, he traveled through the two Eastern Regions of the Middle Continent alone to find his father, and it was a miracle that nothing happened along the way, and he was abandoned by his biological father......

Ye Weilan felt pity in her heart, looked at the child's frowning eyebrows, and patted her gently: "Don't be afraid, go to sleep." ”

The child's breathing sank again.

Ye Weilan pinched the corner of the quilt for her, and the pillow was blocked to prevent her from rolling down, and then walked out lightly.

……

Ye Weilan cautiously pushed open the door of the studio, and saw Xiao Yechen sitting on the carpet, his small computer on the small table, the child lowered his eyebrows, staring intently at the screen, his tender fingers almost flew up, and the condensed look between his eyebrows could see Qi Ye's shadow.

Ye Weilan turned around and went to the kitchen, made a cup of green tea and walked in quietly, standing behind his son and tilting his head.

Xiao Yechen broke a hacker system, looked up and was about to take a break, when he pressed his neck with both hands, kneading it gently, and then a pleasant voice with a smile: "Don't bow your head for too long, it's not good for your neck." “

Xiao Yechen relaxed his body and went to his mother's arms, a smile appeared on his cold smiling face, as beautiful as melting ice and snow: "Mommy, baby is not tired." ”

Ye Weilan gave him green tea, Xiao Yechen drank tea, she rubbed his neck, and the mother and son enjoyed the warm time in the afternoon.

Xiao Yechen looked at the sky-blue curtains, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled in the studio, and through the bright floor-to-ceiling windows, you could see a group of seabirds in the sky chirping and flying towards the reverse of the sun's set.

The scene is quite spectacular.

Xiao Yechen suddenly spoke: "Mommy." ”

Ye Weilan responded softly.

Xiao Yechen raised her face to look at her: "Xiao Jiu doesn't hate Qing Huan. “

Ye Weilan was stunned for a moment, her delicate eyebrows turned to smile, she hugged her son, and the mother and son looked at the sunset scene of the Sea Empire together: "Xiao Jiu likes Qinghuan? ”

"I don't like it, it's just ......" Xiao Yechen frowned, and didn't seem to know how to describe that feeling.

Ye Weilan seemed to understand, and asked with a smile: "Xiao Jiu thinks Qinghuan is not beautiful?" ”

Xiao Yechen said very honestly; "Light snow is better-looking."

Sure enough, it's an eccentric sister.。

"Xiaoxue is beautiful, and Qinghuan is also very good-looking...... Xiao Jiu doesn't hate her, but he doesn't like her either, right? ”

Xiao Yechen's dark eyes looked at her mother and did not deny it.

I don't like it, and I don't think it's annoying, but I just have a strange feeling...... It's probably this kind of inexplicable appearance.

"In the morning, Xiao Jiu saw Qing Huan first," Ye Mommy looked at her son with a smile: "Xiao Jiu doesn't like Qing Huan, why do you still want to look at her?" “

"I ......" the child opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to explain it.

"Did Qing Huan's eyes attract the baby to observe her at that time?" Mother Ye continued to tease her son.

Xiao Yechen's big eyes lit up: "Mommy, she is different from Xiaoxue, and she is different from all other little girls." ”

There was a trace of complexity in Ye Weilan's eyes, because it was dark, so it was guided by some unique emotion?

I can't really say if that's a good sign......