"Yuan Yuan!" Hearing this, Ning Yuanlan hugged Yuan Yuancong and hugged him tightly, "Why do you say this, do you know that you said such a thing, my mother is very sad, we don't love you, but we can't indulge you if we love you, you pushed that little sister today and didn't apologize to others, and now you tear up Hengxi's sketchbook, and you don't know what you are doing wrong?" Yuan Yuan, children can't ...... like this"

"I just don't like Xiaoxi, he's so good, I just don't like him, Mom, you let him go, I don't like him! Let him go, I'll sleep in his room later. Yuan Yuan said, looking at Hengxi viciously.

Hengxi was very scared and leaned over to Ling Mo in disappointment, "Dad! ”

"Yuan Yuan, Hengxi also calls us Mom and Dad, so I won't let him go, your room, Dad will find someone to arrange it as soon as possible......" Ling Mo picked up Heng Xi.

"I don't want it, I want Hengxi's room......"

"Dad, I'll let him go, I'll sleep in the study!" Hengxi took the lead in making concessions, because compared to leaving here, he was willing to give up his room, and it didn't matter if he slept in the study, he slept in the study before!

"Xiaoxi, thank you." Ning Yuanlan felt that this was a little unfair to Hengxi.

"It's okay, Mom, when you get better, we'll decorate ......"

"Can't decorate!" didn't wait for Hengxi to finish speaking, Yuan Yuan was still angry, "Can't let Hengxi live in our house, I don't like him, let him go back to his house!" ”

"Why?" Ling Mo asked Yuan Yuan seriously, this kid was really well-behaved when he first came, I don't know what's wrong today, he actually didn't come with Hengxi like this, obviously the two children got along very well before.

"Because I don't like him!" Yuan Yuan's reason was very subjective, "This is my home, not Hengxi's home?" Why did he live in our house? Doesn't he have a mom and dad? Why call my mom and dad mom and dad! I won't allow anyone to snatch you! ”

Hearing this, Ning Yuanlan has always been sad in his heart, this child is insecure.

"Okay!" She looked at the sensible Hengxi in her arms with a guilty face, "Xiaoxi, can you go home first, my godmother will go to see you when she is free in the future!" ”

Hengxi instantly became disappointed, very reluctant to look at Ning Yuanlan, and finally nodded sensibly.

"I'm sorry!" Ning Yuanlan reached out and mossed his little head, his eyes were pitying.

"It's okay!" Heng Xi smiled in front of him, the child's reluctant laughter was even more distressing, Ling Mo stretched out his hand and mossed his little head.

The next day, Heng Jinghui came to pick up Hengxi, he was very reluctant, but there was no way, so he followed his father.

Yuan Yuan successfully checked into Hengxi's room, but Ning Yuanlan didn't know that every time she finished telling him a story, he would pretend to be asleep, and then, when he opened his eyes and looked at this room, an expression of self-blame appeared on his face.

In the next few days, Yuan Yuan was much more obedient, and would learn to paint with Ning Yuanlan, at noon on the weekend, after Ning Yuanlan asked him to go back to the room for a nap, he also returned to the master bedroom, the sun was just right outside, Ling Mo was already lying on the chuang, Ning Yuanlan walked over and lay down beside him, "Ling Mo, what are you looking at?" ”

"Look at Yuan Yuan's sketch!" Ling Mo handed him the sketchbook.

"Although Yuan Yuan is our biological son, he is really not as talented as Xiaoxi!" Ning Yuanlan flipped through Yuan Yuan's sketchbook, and her tone was full of regret, Hengxi didn't live here, she always felt that something was missing.