and small toys that boys can play with, similar to roller skating, skateboarding, and variable speed bicycles, and bought him a super big piano -

When he saw the piano coming in, Leng Haotian happily said to the little guy: "Xiaobao, playing the piano can develop intelligence and cultivate personal cultivation. ”

Xiao Bao puffed up his little bun face, and said with a frown: "You mean I'm stupid and uncultivated? I hate music the most, old thing!"

Leng Haotian didn't know that Xiaobao was a sound idiot. ╮(╯▽╰)╭

And those gifts were piled up in a whole room, so that Xiaobao himself couldn't read well. As for the sugar cake and pineapple cake, he likes it a lot. But his little belly can't eat ten catties!

So Xiaobao was very melancholy, watching his favorite white sugar cake and pineapple cake slowly become unfresh and not delicious, he puffed up his little bun face again, and looked at Leng Haotian who was smirking on the side with resentment.

Leng Haotian was disgusted, and on the other side, Feng Linxue was also studying how to treat the little guy's illness.

Xiaobao's albinism is a genetic disease with little hope of cure. That is, he was, at least, white-skinned and yellow-haired all his life.

However, it can alleviate his symptoms and allow him to run freely in the sun in the future.

For this treatment, she can add photosensitizing drugs and hormones to Xiaobao's medicine to lighten Xiaobao's white spots. It's just that because Xiaobao also has cold poison, a little carelessness will cause his illness, and the situation is more complicated.

These problems need to be overcome, but Feng Lin Xue is soaked in the medicine room all day and night, and no one is seen.

One is pestering Xiaobao, the other is overcoming problems, Leng Yunting has a lot of time, and Luo Qingxue is tired of being together.

It's just that every time Luo Qingxue and his feelings are very familiar. Moreover, this is in a villa after all, as long as Leng Yunting wants to get closer, she shouted: "Xiaobao." ”

The little guy jumped up and acted as a super light bulb for his father without knowing it. For the sake of the child, he can't be intimate with her in front of the child, right?

Thinking of this, Leng Yunting could only hold back, watching the little glutinous rice dumplings pounce into his mother's arms, talking to her in a soft voice.

He was helpless, but today, Xiaobao seemed reluctant to go downstairs, because the old fellow, who was clever enough to buy a bunch of musical instruments, was waiting for him in the small room where he often played with toys.

This made Xiaobao angry, and as soon as he turned around and ran to Mommy's room, he didn't pay attention to the old guy who made up his own mind.

However, today, in order to pass the time and take a look at books in related categories, Luo Qingxue is looking at a book of "Encyclopedia of Genetic Diseases".

Xiaobao crawled over and was surprised to see that the gorilla, which was originally black on the color book on the page of albinism, had turned white.

"Mommy, do gorillas also have British and Chinese ones? Their fathers are also white?"

Xiaobao still doesn't understand what "race" is, he only knows that he is no different from other children when he is in the UK. But here in Huaxia, most of the children are black-haired.

Luo Qingxue shook her head: "No, their daddy is also a black gorilla." ”

"Huh?" Xiaobao looked at her stunned, in his little head, he actually couldn't accept it.