However, Chu Yigui turned his head and looked at Wan Qiu: "Doesn't my brother think it's strange at all?" ”

Wan Qiu reacted for a long time before saying, "I'm not my mother's child either." ”

Chu Yigui was stunned for a moment, and reacted to Wan Qiu's logic.

probably has such a period of 'adopted son' experience, and the concept of normal people is different from itself.

For Wan Qiu, there is probably no difference between an adopted son and a parent, if Ning Qiaozhen does not take the initiative to abandon Wan Qiu, Wan Qiu will also treat Ning Qiaozhen as her biological mother.

Chu Yigui lowered his eyes, raised his eyes again, and there was a smile in his eyes: "Brother is really amazing." ”

Wan Qiu didn't know why Chu Yigui said that he was powerful, but since Chu Yigui said it, then he might be very powerful.

Chu Yigui and Wan Qiu's fingers intertwined: "Although there are other brothers, we are different, brother, I am different from you, we are closer." ”

Wan Qiu lowered his head and looked at his hand with Chu Yi together, looking slender and good-looking, and the other weak and ugly, not worthy at all.

But they are entangled, and Wan Qiu feels that this is probably intimacy.

"Well, we're closer." Wan Qiu unconditionally believed what Chu Yigui said.

Chu Yigui smiled, Wan Qiu looked at it, and didn't think it was 'happy'.

Wan Qiu never knew why Chu Yigui was different from ordinary people, he was always 'unhappy'.

When the doctor's door was opened, Wan Qiu felt his hand pull away.

Before he had time to see Chu Yigui, he was suddenly hugged by a person with a good aroma.

Looking at the beautiful maroon curls, Wan Qiu reached out and grabbed his mother.

"Wanqiu baby, let's go home." Yang Xiaoyu hugged Wanqiu, hugging the child who was lost and returned to her arms.

Wan Qiu couldn't see Yang Xiaoyu's face, so he was a little at a loss, and he raised his head to look at Chu Jianshu.

However, a thick, warm palm pressed his head again, and stroked it very gently several times, Wan Qiu blinked, feeling as if he was wrapped in temperature.

Strange feeling.

"Mom is carrying you into the car, okay?" Yang Xiaoyu asked, hugging Wanqiu's shoulder.

Chu Jianshu raised his eyebrows: "Xiaoyu, don't make trouble, Wan Qiu is also a fourteen-year-old child." ”

"This doesn't look like a fourteen-year-old, less than the shoulders of Yigui." Yang Xiaoyu said.

Chu Jianshu also looked at Chu Yigui, who had already stood up, and it was true that no matter the height and size, Wan Qiu could not compare with Chu Yigui.

"Come, let mom hug?" Yang Xiaoyu stood up and made a gesture of really wanting to hug Wanqiu with her open hand.

"Wanqiu will be shy too." Chu Jianshu felt helpless about his wife's idea of coming out of the way.

Yang Xiaoyu said very calmly: "Wanqiu doesn't understand. ”

Chu Jianshu suddenly choked.

When Wan Qiu stood up, the air suddenly fell silent.

Wan Qiu was looking at Yang Xiaoyu.

Although Yang Xiaoyu looked relaxed with a smile on the corner of her mouth, Wanqiu sensed her nervousness and expectation.

Wan Qiu took a step forward, wrapped his hands around Yang Xiaoyu's shoulders with open hands, and hugged Yang Xiaoyu with his thin arms.

This hug is already the limit of the hug he knows for Wan Qiu.

However, Yang Xiaoyu suddenly dragged Wan Qiu's legs and hugged Wan Qiu directly.

When Wan Qiu left the ground, he instinctively hugged Yang Xiaoyu more tightly with both hands, and his eyes widened.

“…… It's so light. Yang Xiaoyu was also a little shocked, the child in her arms was incredibly light, the corners of her mouth subconsciously lowered, but she quickly picked up her complicated emotions and rose again, "Let's go, let's go, mom will take you down the elevator with you." ”

Chu Jianshu and Chu Yigui glanced at each other, and at the same time looked at Wan Qiu.

And Wanqiu is now in a state of complete downtime that does not understand the status quo.

He was picked up.

Soaring in mid-air.

The weight of the whole body was on my mother's body.

This is the first time it has happened in the world of Wanqiu.

Can he be picked up?

Wan Qiu remembered this action, only when he was on the street, he saw a mother holding a baby like this.

The others in the elevator saw their strange mother-son duo with smiles in their eyes.

Wan Qiu hugged Yang Xiaoyu's neck tightly with both hands, stunned.

When everyone else saw them, they were a little 'happy' and smiled.

Wan Qiu vaguely noticed that such a hug in front of the public might be a strange thing.

Chapter 34

Being carried away by her mother, Maybe it's really strange, Wan Qiu buried himself in Yang Xiaoyu's long hair.

But Wanqiu didn't know why he wanted to bury it.

It seems that looking at others through Yang Xiaoyu's strands of hair, it is not so strange.

From Yang Xiaoyu's hair, Wan Qiu suddenly met Chu Jianshu's eyes.

Chu Jianshu's face was not unhappy, but it seemed to be a little different from happiness.

Wan Qiu couldn't read anything that Chu Jianshu needed him to do, as if he was just looking.

Wan Qiu had Yang Xiaoyu's hair on his nose making trouble, reached out and rubbed the tip of his nose, and then went to see Chu Jianshu.

This time Chu Jianshu looked away and looked at Yang Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, it's going downstairs outside the hall, it's a bit dangerous, let's put Wanqiu down." ”

Wan Qiu had been lying on Yang Xiaoyu's shoulder, adjusted his posture, and was ready to go down.

However, Yang Xiaoyu didn't move, holding Wanqiu with both hands, squinting his eyes and looking Chu Jianshu up and down.

Chu Jianshu just looked back.

Yang Xiaoyu asked the gods: "Do you want to hug it?" ”

Chu Jianshu's figure froze.

Yang Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows unexpectedly and dragged Wanqiu's legs: "Try it?" Come hug your son? ”

Chu Jianshu didn't react for a while.

It can be Chu Jianshu's character, if he didn't refuse at the first time, it is doubtful enough.

Yang Xiaoyu's playful gaze wandered over Chu Jianshu, and whispered something in Wan Qiu's ear.

Wan Qiu blinked, turned his head, and looked at Chu Jianshu.

Those clear eyes seemed to be able to clearly reflect Chu Jianshu's shadow, like a mirror that shone his slightly cramped light.

But Chu Jianshu couldn't take his eyes off, he was attracted by Wan Qiu's gaze that had been staring at him.

"Daddy, hug." Wan Qiu's voice was too low, and his lips seemed to have no arc to open, and it was easy to be drowned out in the crowded hospital hall.

But Chu Jianshu caught the voice belonging to Wan Qiu from this mixed and messy voice.

Wan Qiu was probably uneasy.

His eyelashes were trembling slightly, and Yang Xiaoyu's hair was swaying slightly, Wan Qiu seemed to want to rub his eyes, but he couldn't help it.

The easily frightened birds and finches tried to detect Chu Jianshu's emotions with their little claws, and raised their wings in advance to guard against possible dangers.

But Chu Jianshu knew very well that nothing would happen.

He has no reason to be jealous of Wanqiu.

Chu Jianshu's emotions for this child have always been extremely restrained, and when he heard this soft whisper, he finally poured out a trace of pity that could not be hidden.

Chu Jianshu took a step forward and approached Wan Qiu and Yang Xiaoyu.

The distance between them was extremely close, and Chu Jianshu saw Wan Qiu slightly raise his head from Yang Xiaoyu's hair.

It's not a frightened retreat because of his proximity, it's a reaction to his actions, and it's just a tendency to get closer to him.

Chu Jianshu opened his hands: "Let Dad hug me." ”

Yang Xiaoyu's obviously surprised look was captured by Chu Jianshu, of course he knew that he would not say such a thing.

But the timid bird quietly pecked his fingertips first.

Chu Jianshu took over Wanqiu from Yang Xiaoyu's hands.

At this time, it seemed that everything had returned to the time when Wanqiu was still a soft milk dumpling, and he took the unlost child from his wife's hands.

Small, soft.

From this moment, the time that was once stagnant for this child flowed around him again, and little by little it grew into the current Wanqiu.

Wan Qiu is a boy, even if Yang Xiaoyu said that it was very light, Chu Jianshu quietly constructed and simulated Wan Qiu's possible weight in his hands.

When Wan Qiu, who was unfamiliar with being embraced, opened his hands around his neck and approached his embrace, Chu Jianshu seemed to hug the clouds.

Wan Qiu's weight was too light, and the young man's body had not grown stronger, clinging to his shoulders, and his thin waist was more than enough to wrap around one hand.

Frail, soft, timid, but incomparably real.

Chu Jianshu pondered, how long would it take for them to see this child regain his health.

Wan Qiu lay in Chu Jianshu's arms, a little dazed.

Chu Jianshu is very tall, his body is also very strong, his shoulders are broad, and he is steady, and he doesn't seem to fall down.

When he was hugged by Yang Xiaoyu, Wanqiu didn't feel such a big difference.

It turns out that men and women are completely different feelings?

Yang Xiaoyu's embrace is like a cotton gummy, soft and elastic, with a sweet smell.