Chapter 800 (1/2)
In the evening, Ji Mohan had no news.
The baby sitter just fed Qin Jinyu. The little girl didn't cry. She stared at the doll in the cradle with big eyes.
Ye Mianmian is thinking that if such a small child leaves her mother from childhood, she may not know her mother when she grows up!
For a long time, out of the bedroom.
Turn your head and see that the light in the dining room is still on.
Mother doesn't like the excitement outside, so these days, xiadonghai comes back every day.
Dinner is here.
No matter what his mother cooked, he didn't dislike it.
Ye Mianmian looks at it from a distance.
Xia Donghai, with a leather collar in a suit, sits in front of the dining table, holding a piece of food with his chopsticks and delivering it to ye anruo's bowl. As soon as he puts it down, it arouses an unpleasant resistance.
”Don't give me food. You know I don't like it.”
Ye anruo complained in a low voice, nagging, but he still ate the dishes he handed over.
Xia Donghai is not angry, just looking at her with a smile.
They look like a real old couple.
Ye Mianmian stops and looks at it quietly. After a long time, he leaves.
Strange, according to the truth, two people tortured each other for a lifetime, it should be a quarrel.
Why does the picture look so warm?
Is it because mother is naturally gentle?
However, looking at ye anruo doesn't seem to lose his temper, these days people seem to be more energetic than usual.
Ye mianmianmian feels very comforted
Later, she went to Mu Chenxing's room.
At this time, the little guy is sitting in front of the notebook, playing with something.
On the blue screen, all the code, she read for a long time, also can't understand.
”Morning star, what is this?”
”This is a piece of code I just learned... Mom, are you finished today?”
”Well, it's nine o'clock. It's time for you to go to bed!”
Ye mianmianmian opens the quilt and spreads it well. Mu Chenxing turns off the computer and climbs into bed obediently.
Ye Mianmian covers the quilt for him. He blinks and looks at Ye Mian.
”Mom, tell me a bedtime story?”
Ye Mianmian remembered that she had not told him bedtime stories for a long time since he went to school here.
”Well, baby, you've grown up. Are you sure you want to listen to those childish fairy tales?”
Perhaps because Mu Chenxing has been in the ninth grade, she always feels that her child has grown up.
So I don't tell him bedtime stories anymore.
”Mom, I'm still a baby! I want to hear... ”
Mu Chenxing blinks and starts to act like a coqueter. In fact, it doesn't matter what the stories Ye Mianmian tells.
What he likes is the feeling of being loved by his mother.
It makes him feel secure.
”All right!”
Ye Mianmian sighed, dimmed the light, and then lay down beside him.
A small hand reached over and gently held her hand.
”Mother, does Jinyu's sister's mother want her?”
Leaf Mianmian side head, dim light, she saw Mu Chenxing in the eyes of doubt.
These days, when she saw Mu Chenxing after school, the first thing she did was to see Qin Jinyu and tease her with small toys.