Early in the morning, before dawn, Mu Yinan got up to prepare the day's breakfast.

Django helped Kexi wash up, change her clothes, and tie her with two cute braids.

"Where's the little persimmon?" Early in the morning, the energetic little girl ran to the next door and saw that the little boy was still lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.

The sun shone on his puffy little face, and the boy closed his eyes quietly, his thick, curly black eyelashes like two rows of small brushes, reflecting a row of shadows in the golden light.

As he was about to crawl into bed to wake him up, his brow furrowed suddenly, and then he opened his eyes in a panic.

Seeing the little girl in front of him at a glance, Xia Sijing was stunned, "Can ...... Kexi? How do you ......"

"Haha, little persimmon, are you awake? I was about to wake you up, but you woke up on your own. ”

"Hmmm......"

The boy's cheeks were unusually red.

"What's wrong with you, little persimmon?" Kexi strangely leaned in, "Why is your face so red?" Could it be that you didn't cover the quilt well at night and caught a cold, right? ”

Mu Jiangge, who was following Kexi, also noticed Xia Sijing's strange appearance and felt that there must be something wrong with this kid.

"Hey," he joked with a smile in his peach blossom eyes and a mischievous mentality, "You shouldn't be so old and still wet the bed, right?" ”

The boy's voice was very small, and he denied it weakly, "There is no ......"

This tone is clearly said by himself!

Hahahahaha......ha

Thinking of Xia Sijing playing the harmonica last night to show off his skills, playing mahjong before himself, Mu Django thought retaliatingly, boy, you also have today, hahaha, today can finally let you make a mess in front of Kexi.

He thought of this childishly, and deliberately said, "If not, get up quickly, it's about to be breakfast." ”

Xia Sijing blushed, "You guys go out first." ”

Kexi was just about to respond to the "good", but was grabbed by Mu Django's wrist.

"Koshi, the two of us have to keep an eye on him to get up, or he'll go back to sleep later."

"Huh?"

Little Mengbao was dumbfounded.

Worried that Kexi would stay, Xia Sijing hurriedly said, "I won't go back to sleep." ”

"Not necessarily, I'll watch you get up." After Mu Django finished speaking, he lifted the quilt.

Sure enough, as he guessed, the quilt was wet.

I never imagined that Mu Jianggo would suddenly lift his quilt, Xia Sijing's whole body was red from head to toe, and his little face, which was the color of pig liver, seemed to be dripping blood.

"It's Khan!"

Seeing Xia Sijing's blushing face and quibbling, Mu Django almost laughed, "You can sweat so much as a child?" ”

The little boy forcibly lied, "I usually sweat a lot on my body, and it was very hot last night, so I ......"

The stupid little girl didn't understand what was going on, so she tilted her little head in confusion and said confusedly, "It's not hot at night." ”

Django chimed in, "No, it rained last night, and I still feel a little chilly." ”

"I ...... I feel hot. ”

"Little persimmon, you must be sick, I'll go find the little pumpkin and come over to treat you."

Kexi said, and really ran out to find Mu Yinan, and pulled the man who was still wearing an apron in, "Little pumpkin, hurry up and take a look, is the little persimmon sick?" I'm sweating a lot. ”

Mu Django couldn't help but say, "Kexi, you little fool, he is wetting the bed, not sweating." ”

Xia Sijing immediately retorted, "It's Khan!" ”

Not daring to look directly into Mu Yinan's eyes, he blushed and lowered his head embarrassedly, "I'm not sick, but I sweat a lot." ”

Be sure to insist on sweating!

He didn't want Koshi to know that he was wetting the bed......

He still wets the bed at the age of seven, such a shameful thing, he doesn't want Kexi to know about it anyway.

Gritting his teeth, Xia Sijing clenched his fists tightly.

But does persistence work? The two adults, Mu Jiangge and Mu Yinan, could definitely see that he was lying.

The more he thought about it, the more panicked and nervous he became, and his body trembled slightly.

"You kid is really hard-mouthed...... Mu Django didn't want to continue arguing with Xia Sijing, and said to Mu Yinan, who had just come, "Mu Yinan, tell me, is he wetting the bed or sweating?" ”

The air seemed to freeze in an instant.

Xia Sijing's heart beat faster, and his fists clenched even tighter.

I thought uneasily: It's over, but Kexi will soon know the truth, she will definitely think that he is a bad boy who loves to lie, and she will laugh at him for wetting the bed when he is so old......

Just when he was so nervous that tears were about to fall, he didn't expect a gentle male voice to speak, "It's Khan." ”

"What?" Mu Jiangge felt that Mu Yinan was simply talking nonsense with his eyes open, "Have you ever seen someone sweating?" ”

"It's no surprise that some children sweat more than the average person, especially in autumn."

"You...... You ......"

Mu Django was about to vomit blood.

Xia Sijing raised his eyes to look at Mu Yinan in front of him in shock, completely unexpecting that he would help him lie.

Xiao Kexi smiled and said: "Little pigeon, you are wrong, little persimmon is just sweating." ”

"I'm right," Django puffed out his lips and muttered angrily, "I was wetting the bed." ”

"It's sweat, the little persimmon sweats more, the little pumpkin is a doctor, he won't be wrong."

Mu Django clasped his hands around his chest, "Hmph! ”

Today is considered Xia Sijing's luck for this kid......

Mu Yinan is really, why help him lie?

Just as he was complaining, he only heard Mu Yinan say softly: "Django, you take Kexi to the restaurant first, and I'll help Sijing change clothes." By the way, you first put out the porridge in the rice cooker and let it cool a little. ”

"Oh, got it."

Mu Django took Koshi's right hand, "Let's go, let's go have breakfast." ”

"Wow! Breakfast breakfast! ”

The little girl ran out happily.

There were two people left in the room, Mu Yinan and Xia Sijing.

"Why help me?" Xia Sijing blushed, "You ......"

The man's eyebrows were shallow, and he smiled softly and said, "Don't forget that I am a doctor, in addition to treating physical diseases, I also have to treat patients' psychological diseases." ”

"I'm not a patient."

"People who are sick are all patients in my opinion."

Xia Sijing was puzzled, "Sick? What do you mean? I'm not sick. ”

"Three-year-olds don't wet the bed anymore, it's not normal for you to wet the bed at your age, you know?"

"I only ...... occasionally"

Mu Yinan found a change of clothes, and said while changing Xia Sijing's clothes: "If it's not a physical illness, it's that you are overtired, mentally stressed, and have temporary enuresis. ”

He continued: "This symptom is quite common in child stars. After all, you have to work like an adult at such a young age, and the schedule is not normal. ”

I don't know why, when Mu Yinan was around, Xia Sijing always had a complex feeling of peace of mind and nervousness, and couldn't help but ask shyly: "Can you ...... Can it be cured? ”

"Of course, try not to eat cold melons, fruits and drinks, and relax. In the afternoon, when you go to the hospital to see your mother, I will take you to a Chinese medicine doctor to prescribe some medicine to nourish the kidneys and strengthen the brain, regulate the spleen and stomach, and decoction it for you to eat at night. ”

"Thank you." Looking at the elegant and gentle man in front of him, Xia Sijing's heartbeat involuntarily accelerated, and the feeling of heartbeat was the same as when he first saw Kexi.

(End of chapter)