An An has never been away from Manyun for so long since he was a child, he is still relatively independent, and he also has fun in Qingshan, so he doesn't think much about Manyun.

But Manyun is different, she misses An An very much, there are so many things that she has to separate, and now that she finally sees him, she is even happier than ever.

I didn't care about Song Ziming's presence, I hugged An An and kissed and watched, "Have you eaten and slept well over there?" You don't have a cold, do you? Missed Mom? I'm sorry, baby, mom has too many things to do and can't kiss you. ”

No matter how strong An An is, he is also a child, and seeing Manyun like this, he also cried: "My mother didn't see me for so many days, and she didn't give me a call, I thought you didn't want me anymore." ”

"What stupid things to say, mom doesn't want anyone, it's impossible not to want An'an, hungry, right? Aunt Xinxin has already cooked the meal, it's all your favorite food, let's go. ”

Song Ziming has never been so ignored, and he is inexplicably embarrassed to stand by and walk.

An An is also a person with eyes, "Uncle Song, you should come along." It's been you who bring me food and play these days, otherwise, it's really not fun over there. ”

He went to Qingshan, how could Manyun not know, "Uncle Song is also busy these days, how can he have time to find you." ”

"I don't know, it's all after I fall asleep at night, and when I get up the next day, the nanny aunt will say that Uncle Song has sent me something again, every day." An An is not only a pit mother, but also an assistant expert.

Song Ziming didn't want Manyun to know about what he did, "By the way, the old man also has to take medicine." ”

How could Manyun not know that the old man was sick, he must have to take medicine, and he must have prepared it before he went, so how could he wait for him to deliver it every day? It's okay if you don't explain it, but the more you explain it, the more you want to cover it up.

Manyun led An An to the front, "Let's have a light meal together, it's not too early." ”

Song Ziming naturally couldn't help but be overjoyed, and so was An An, he stretched out his hand to Ziming: "Uncle Song, hurry up!" ”

There was a small road to the house, An An hung them in the middle, his feet were dangling, and Manyun was afraid of hurting his hands: "Walk well." ”

"I see other children, that's how they play with their parents, I've wanted to give it a try for a long time, it's really fun." He smiled so happily that he couldn't see his teeth.

What children say can always hit people's hearts, and it is not good for people not to feel distressed.

Song Ziming helped An An, "If you like it, Uncle Song can often come and take you to play." ”

An Zhi pursed his mouth, "If only it could be often, it would be great!" He still remembered what Manyun said that he was not allowed to get too close to Uncle Song.

Manyun couldn't bear it, so she had to let go, "You deliberately said sour things?" You want to play with Uncle Song, you can go whenever you want, are you happy when I say that? ”

"Hey...... Happy, can Uncle Song sleep with me today? ”

...... "This is an inch!" Manyun didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Song Ziming is really like being immersed in a honey pot, and he really likes his own son too much.

He knew how to convince Manyun, "An An is an inch ahead, your mother should be unhappy." She just let me play with you and didn't let me stay with you whenever I wanted. ”

She can't agree or not, she comforted An An just now, saying that it was okay at any time, and now she is backtracking?

Even if he slapped his face, he couldn't hit him so quickly, Manyun could only say: "Let's talk about it after eating first, your Uncle Song has a lot of things, maybe he won't have time to accompany you here at that time." ”

But Song Ziming was blind, he waved his hand: "I'm not busy, since An An has opened his mouth and invited me to stay here, then I will definitely push away everything and must stay here." ”

was eating, Manyun's mouthful of rice choked in her throat, and she couldn't go down, she watched Song Ziming play a scoundrel with surprised eyes, and she couldn't say a word.

He smiled and sandwiched a chopstick dish for Manyun, "Don't stare dryly, eat." ”

An An held her little face and laughed, "Mom is so cute like this!" Like a little girl. ”

"Nonsense, your mother has always been a little girl." In fact, what he wants to say is: Your mother will always be my little girl.

Manyun couldn't eat this rice, she put down the dishes and chopsticks, "An'an, you eat slowly, I'll go and spread more blankets on your bed, I'm afraid that you will make trouble at night and catch a cold." ”

When Manyun went up, An An said to Ziming: "You talk about my mother like that, she is shy, and the quilt in my bed is thick enough." ”

Song Ziming smiled and didn't say anything, just helped him wipe the rice grains on his mouth.

Manyun really went to An An's room, but she went to clean up her things, she slept in An An's room for the past few days, her clothes were messy, if Song Ziming saw it, she was really embarrassed.

Even though she was so careful about it, she still missed a piece of underwear in the closet.

An An's schedule is very regular, and she has to go to bed at ten o'clock. He relied on Song Ziming and was willing to be close to him, lying on the bed and saying, "Uncle Song, can you help me get the pajamas in the closet." ”

"Okay, you wait." He opened the wardrobe and rummaged around, and saw Manyun's "fish that slipped through the net", a very simple style, he was actually very perverted, and he couldn't help but take it and smell it.

"Uncle Song, can't you find it?" An An's crisp voice sounded behind him.

Like a thief, he hurriedly stuffed his underwear under the closet, and said humbly, "Oh...... Found it, pressed by other clothes, and this will be brought to you. ”

When he put An An in his pajamas, his hands were shaking, and the devil knew what was going on in his heart.

Ziming kept chatting with An An at night, and he asked An An: "You have been staying in the UK, have you been bullied?" ”

"My mother is a very powerful person, and many times I was bullied by those foreign children, but my mother always helped me get justice. She taught me that we don't cause trouble, but we are definitely not afraid. said that someone was bullying me, as long as I was right, just fight back, and she would pay for the medical expenses. It's just that...... If I'm not right, my mother will beat me too......" He followed Manyun and learned a lot of principles about how to behave and deal with things.

Song Ziming became interested, "So you have been beaten?" ”

He was a little embarrassed, "Sort of." He pouted, "There was a reason for that, the child said that I didn't have a father, that my mother was bad, and that I had a child before I got married." I couldn't get angry, so I scuffled with him. I beat someone's head into a big hole, and my mother asked me why, and I didn't want to make my mother sad by saying this again, so my mother beat me. ”

Ziming couldn't help but feel a little distressed, he was such a young child, he actually took so much into account, "I wronged you." ”

"Don't be aggrieved, my mother is a knife mouth tofu heart, and she feels distressed when she hits me, so make me a lot of delicious food. And Aunt Chen, she also helped me say that my mother was wrong. "He is a child's heart, just to have fun and eat.

"Who is Aunt Chen?"

"You don't know this......" An An said a lot of things about Sister Chen, without hiding it at all.

Ziming also learned about Manyun's bits and pieces in the UK, and he was really sad at first, but the later days were quite comfortable, guarding a small family and growing up with An An. That was the past that Song Ziming had not participated in, and he could only make up for those lost years from An An's mouth, as if he was making up for classes, hoping to keep up with them.

An An fell asleep not long after, Ziming lay beside him, looked at him carefully, and kissed him on the forehead: "Baby, thank you for taking care of my mother for me, in the future, Dad will not let you suffer a little more." ”

He held An An in his arms, and he had never been so satisfied.

At this moment he heard a noise outside, and thought that someone had come in, so he put on his coat and went downstairs.

But when he saw that he was sitting at the bottom of the stairs, he should have fallen, and he ran over in three or two steps, "Why are you so careless?" ”

As he spoke, he picked her up, and Manyun was still stubborn: "No need, I can walk by myself." ”

"I know you can go, it's I want to hug you." Song Ziming said.

He deliberately tossed it a few times, and Manyun had to hook his hand around his neck to balance.

"Which room is it?" He asked.

Manyun pointed to the room on An An's left, "It's the room next door to An An." ”

Ziming put her on the bed and turned on the light. The skirt that Manyun was wearing, a piece of skin was broken on her knee, and her flesh and blood were blurred, Ziming looked at it and frowned, "Medicine box? ”

"Under the cabinet over there." Manyun just started to notice a little pain.

He pinpointed the medicine box and expertly helped her with the medicine, so painful that Manyun gasped.

"Now you know it hurts? What do you run downstairs at night? And fell, stupid! He said this, but his hands were very light.

"I went to the bathroom and the toilet in my room broke." She explained justifiably, trying to prove that she wasn't stupid.

"More stupid, don't know how to turn on the lights?"

......Can she say that she is so anxious that she only thinks about running to the toilet and nothing else?

After taking the medicine, Song Ziming took her to the pillow again and helped her cover the quilt, "Sleep well, it's time to pull the wound later." ”

Manyun hesitated, looking embarrassed.

Song Ziming looked at her like this, smiled evilly and said, "Yunyun, you haven't solved your physiological problems yet, right?" ”

"......," she was a little embarrassed, "you help me wake up Xiao Xin and let her help me over." ”

"What's that trouble." Song Ziming wrapped her in a coat and carried her downstairs.

Manyun knew he would do this, and if she wasn't in a hurry, she wouldn't have done it.

When it came to the toilet, she said she was coming down, leaning against the door and saying, "Thank you, I can do it myself." ”

In fact, her feet were so painful that she couldn't stand up at all.

Song Ziming took her to the toilet and sat down, turned his face to the other side, and directly put his hand in to help her take it off......

His heart was beating hard, "Call me when you're okay." ”

Bai Manyun's face was so red that she was dripping blood, if it wasn't for this big night, and she was at home, she would have screamed a long time ago.

I saw the underwear before, but now I directly help her conveniently, and some of the feelings in Song Ziming's heart can no longer be held back, and they are flooded......