Song Hongguo sat on the edge of the bed, holding a small bun in one hand and feeding him egg custard with the other, the petal-like little mouth kept moving, and the one that ate was called a sweet.

Song Hongguo experienced the joy of feeding!

"Heh, this little cub of yours not only has a lot of eyes and a sweet mouth, but I didn't expect to have the skills to eat and broadcast." The system came out coldly and mocked.

"It's a blessing to be able to eat!" After Song Hongguo finished speaking, he asked with a little puzzlement, "Do you have an opinion about Ling Yuan?" No, he's so pretty, cute, and cute......"

It's so pleasing, it gives the system a sense of crisis, and I feel that I have to fall out of favor before I get favored, and it's strange that he can look at the little cub pleasing to the eye!

But it was impossible for him to say this to Song Hongguo, lest she be proud, and it would be even more inappropriate to take it seriously in the future, it snorted and chirped, "Maybe the same kind of rejection." ”

"Are you complimenting yourself on being beautiful, cute and likable? Hahahaha......"

“……”

"Mom, are you happy?" Ling Yuan swallowed the custard, tilted his little head and asked her curiously, "Mom's eyes are full of smiles, so beautiful." ”

Song Hongguo hooked the corners of her lips, and her smile became more and more undisguised, "Yes, my mother is very happy, and watching Xiaoyuan eat is simply a pleasure." ”

"Really? Then I'll eat it for my mother every day from now on. "The little bun's eyes are shining, like stars.

"Okay." Song Hongguo scraped his upturned nose, fed him the last bite of egg custard, and brought the bowl to his mouth, "Drink some more rice porridge, it's already mild, we still have to take medicine after drinking." ”

"Mm-hmm, I listen to my mother." The little bun didn't raise his head when he drank, and his little face was bulging, like a greedy little squirrel.

Ling Zhi couldn't stand it anymore, and lectured him dissatisfiedly, "Xiaoyuan, how old are you?" It's not that you can't eat, and you still need to be fed? ”

Why did my brother suddenly become so squeamish? Obviously, he used to be like a little adult, he could take care of everything, and he and his father were distressed sensible.

"I'm sick." Xiao Baozi raised his head innocently, "I didn't mean to be lazy and let my mother suffer, I felt comfortable sitting in my mother's arms and eating. ”

"......" is a strong word, he just thinks that his younger brother is playing tricks.

But he looks like a veritable three-year-old child, and if there were no changes in the family, his younger brother would be pampered like this.

"Mom." Seeing that Ling Zhi stopped talking, Xiao Baozi whispered to Song Hongguo with a smile, "I think my brother also wants my mother to feed, hehehe......"

Isn't it just envy and taste, he understands.

Song Hongguo sneered, smiling with flowers.

"Ling Yuan!" Ling Zhi was embarrassed and shouted his brother's name, "Do you want to be beaten?" ”

"I'm not afraid, I have my mother to protect me now." Xiao Baozi blurted out, and what he said was a matter of course.

Ling Zhi was stunned, looking at Song Hongguo with complicated eyes, her brother relied on her so much, would she be willing?

Song Hongguo had already been poked in the heart by the sentence "protected by her mother", her nose was a little sour, how much frustration this child had suffered before, a little care was regarded as a treasure by him, she lowered her head and kissed him on the face, "Well, Xiaoyuan is right, you will be a baby protected by your mother in the future." ”

"Ah, Mommy kissed me!" Xiao Baozi was so excited that he couldn't scream and announce the world.

Ling Zhi glared at him before he let him continue to drink porridge honestly.

After eating, Ling Yuan touched his round little belly and sighed with satisfaction, "There are too many old sayings, a child without a mother is like a grass, and a child with a mother is like a treasure, I'm so happy now, aren't I still dreaming?" ”

"Are you dreaming?" Ling Zhi pinched his face angrily, he really couldn't stand his brother's current appearance, could it be that his temperament could change greatly if he had a mother?

"Ah, it hurts, Mom, my brother bullied me!" Ling Yuan complained to Song Hongguo aggrievedly, but there was no grievance in his eyes, only cunning and naughty.

Song Hongguo teased him, "Then I'll beat your brother to help you get angry?" ”

"Huh?" Ling Yuan's beautiful big eyes turned, and he said seriously, "For my brother's sake of taking care of my illness, it might as well forget it, you can't take revenge as a man." ”

"I thank you!" Ling Zhi snorted, took the bowl of porridge he had drunk and turned around and went to the bathroom.

Song Hongguo nodded his forehead, "Don't bully your brother, he loves you so much." ”

Whether it is from the clothes of the two of them or their complexion, it can be clearly seen that Ling Zhi is good to his younger brother, Ling Yuan's padded jacket is obviously a little thicker than Ling Zhi's, and the outer coat is very quiet, even if he lived in a shack a few days ago, he was taken care of very thoughtfully, not to mention his complexion, although Ling Yuan was thin, his little face was white and tender, and Ling Zhi looked a little rougher, especially the hands, which had several cracks.

Ling Yuan obviously also knew, and explained with a smile, "I see that my brother always has a straight face, serious like an old man, and he is bitter and hateful at every turn, so I want to tease him and make him happy." ”

Are you sure your brother is amused?

When taking the medicine, Ling Yuan was also very well-behaved, and the anti-inflammatory Chinese patent medicine was a little bitter, and he swallowed it without frowning.

Song Hongguo let Ling Zhi also eat a piece, worried that he was infected by his younger brother, and then boiled a pot of hot water and asked the two of them to take turns washing, the two of them seemed to be worried about being disgusted by Song Hongguo, so they washed very seriously, washed their faces and teeth, washed their feet and backs, and even washed their hair, using the soap given by Song Hongguo, and the towel was also hers, snow-white and soft, after drying, Song Hongguo also smeared cream on the faces of the two of them, fragrant and beautiful and cute, like rice dumplings just out of the cage, which made people want to take two bites.

She kissed them one by one, Ling Yuan giggled, and Ling Zhi blushed awkwardly.