Chapter 12: Having a Cub (3)
Without waiting for the child to come back to his senses, Zhao Yulin had already leaned down first, avoided her injured hand, and picked up the child from the ground.
The child was suddenly startled by being picked up, hurriedly hugged Zhao Yunlin's neck, and called again at a loss: "Mom......"
Zhao Yulin stuffed the child into her quilt and reached out to touch the child's feet. Sure enough, it was cold to start, and I couldn't help frowning and said, "Why don't you wear more when you go out so late?" What should I do if I have a cold? ”
As soon as she grabbed the child's hand, she found that it was already the end of autumn, and the temperature at night was much cooler than during the day.
The child's eyes widened, and he looked at Zhao Yulin in a daze. I only felt that my cold feet were wrapped in a warm big hand, and it was very comfortable: "Mom......"
"Huh?" Although she is not very accustomed to this new identity, Zhao Yulin still showed unprecedented patience to treat this newly baked young son.
"Mom is sick, Lele comes to see Mom, Mom don't be angry."
The child's big name is Mu Sichen, and Lele is the nickname given to him by the old housekeeper, hoping that he will be happy all his life.
Zhao Yulin was stunned for a moment, looking at the child's eyes with a little fear and expectation, her heart trembled, and a warm current slipped through her heart, even if she knew that strictly speaking, what this child cared about was not actually herself, but she still couldn't stop feeling moved.
Zhao Yulin reached out and touched the child's head and said softly: "Mom is not angry, Mom is just worried about Lele." The weather is so cold, Lele wears so little and goes out easily, Lele is sick, and her mother will be sad. ”
Hearing this, Lele's eyes widened again, and he said in surprise: "Mom is worried about Lele? ”
"Well, Lele's mother will be worried when she is sick, so Lele should wear more clothes and don't get sick, do you know?"
"Uh-huh." Lele's head was like pounding garlic, and he agreed obediently.
Zhao Yulin smiled, stretched out her hand and pulled the quilt up and pulled Lele who was covering her arms and said, "Then Lele won't go back tonight, okay to sleep with your mother?" ”
"Sleeping with Mom?" Lele raised his head to look at Zhao Yulin, and asked timidly, mixed with a little uncertainty in addition to joy, his mother never let him sleep with her before.
Seeing this, Zhao Yulin couldn't help but reach out and pinch Lele's little nose, and laughed: "Lele doesn't want to sleep with her mother? ”
"No, no, Lele wants to sleep with his mother!" Lele suddenly became nervous when she heard Zhao Yunlin say this, and hugged Zhao Yunlin's neck with both hands, for fear that Zhao Yunlin would regret it.
"yes, okay." Zhao Yulin looked at the cute appearance of the child attached to herself, and finally couldn't help but bow her head and drop a kiss on the child's round face.
Lele's eyes widened again, and then, as if he had made up his mind, he hugged Zhao Yunlin's neck and arched up, and landed a kiss on Zhao Yunlin's cheek. Then, as if he was shy, he hurriedly hid in the quilt and closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
Zhao Yulin was stunned, reached out and touched her cheek, the corners of her lips rose uncontrollably, and she didn't speak.
Lele held back in the quilt for a long time and didn't hear Zhao Yunlin speak, and couldn't help but open her eyes, looked up at Zhao Yunlin, and found that she had closed her eyes, looking like she was already asleep, and couldn't help but laugh sweetly.
Tonight's mother was so gentle, not only did she play Lele, but she also hugged Lele, touched Lele, kissed Lele, and slept with Lele. Lele is so happy, if only her mother was so gentle every day.
Thinking like this, the child finally couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep with a sweet smile.
However, what the child didn't know was that after he fell asleep, the person holding him opened his eyes again, reached out and touched his hair, and looked at the innocent sleeping face of the child in his arms, and the light flashed in his eyes.
After a while, as if deciding something, he reached out and hugged the child, smelling the child's unique faint milk fragrance, and completely fell asleep.
The moonlight is like water, and it is sprinkled into the house along the curtain of the window, shining on the bodies of adults and children, and there is indescribable harmony.