in the bedroom.

Lian Xinying quickly dialed Yan Ye's phone.

Yan Ye wanted to get up and go to the company, but his head hurt a little, so he lay down again.

I don't know if I was infected by Lianxinying or by my son.

With such a strong body, he was infected by the mother and son and got sick, and the mother and son were also very unusual.

"My son has a cold? Is it serious? He said he had an injection. Xiao Cheng confessed to her not to tell Yan Ye. As a result, she betrayed the little guy in her first sentence.

Yan Ye frowned, and replied in a nasal voice.

"Is it okay to take the medicine?" Lian Xinying said, his heart was in a ball.

It is best not to give the child an infusion unless it is very sick.

"It's burning hard." After Yan Ye replied to this sentence, the housekeeper came up with the boiled cold warming ginger soup and wanted him to drink it.

"Oh, the weather is getting colder, give him more clothes, you can't let him be left to him because he is greedy for coolness." Lian Xinying was a little resentful that Yan Ye didn't take care of his son, but he thought that he was also responsible for not taking care of his son, so he held back.

If she is by her son's side, this season, she will definitely add more clothes to her son.

"Got it." Yan Ye glanced at the ginger soup sent by the housekeeper and didn't want to drink it.

Lian Xinying is entangled in another thing.

At this time, he suddenly sent his son over, was it because he heard Ji Fan's voice on the phone just now?

sent her son here, just because she didn't want her to be alone with Ji Fan, right?

If so, then, he still has her in his heart, right?

Thinking of this, my cheeks were a little hot.

Hope is not your own wishful thinking.

"Yan Ye's son has just had a fever, why are you sending him here now?" The heart-to-heart greeting is more tactful.

If this matter is too direct, when Yan Ye denies it, she will be more embarrassed.

Yan Ye clearly felt the meaning of her words from her tone.

He did it too obviously, he knew it.

When he heard Ji Fan's voice coming from the phone, he couldn't wait to go over directly and block Ji Fan from the door, but he was not qualified to do so now.

I can only take advantage of my son.

Although he felt sorry for his son, the fever subsided, but if his mother was snatched away by another man, it is estimated that after he knew about it, he would be the same as himself, and he couldn't bear it.

"Because you told me in the morning that you had a cold." The answer given by Yan Ye made Lian Xinying confused.

"Huh?"

"Because I have a cold now. The son is just right, and he doesn't want to infect him. After Yan Ye explained clearly, a touch of loss slipped through Lian Xinying's heart, and soon, he became worried again.

He said he had a cold!

Although it is a little coincidental, it is better to believe that it is not credible.

"Have you taken your medicine?" Lian Xinying suppressed the loss, and pressed the care that was about to overflow a little, and asked calmly.

"Don't eat it." Yan Ye's arrogant posture made people want to beat him.

If you have a cold, you don't take medicine, thinking that you are King Kong's incorruptible body?

Inhale, exhale, inhale and exhale again! Calm yourself down.

She couldn't discipline him, and now she wasn't his anyone.

"Then you sleep."

"Don't want to sleep." Yan Ye is addicted to singing against her.

Lian Xinying continued to take a deep breath.

However, this time he could not calm down.

"Do you want to get a stitch like your son?!"

"You're worried about me?" Yan Ye's voice was slightly raised, with some expectations.

"Well, I'm afraid you'll infect others." Lian Xin was stiff, and Yan Ye hung up the phone.

(Po Sing Shek Academy)