I pampered my mother in the nurturing game

"Fei Wan, do you want to coax me?"

Yu Ping asked carefully, her voice soft and cautious.

Yu Feiwan frowned, feeling hesitant in his heart.

Does coaxing work?

not necessarily.

Even if she wants to try her best to play the role of an intimate big sister and solve Yu Fengjiao's knot.

Yu Fengjiao may not reveal her true feelings.

Nine times out of ten, it will be as usual, with a polite and timid attitude on the surface, perfunctory and prevaricating to her, but still deeply closed in the heart.

It is not easy to make Yu Fengjiao's heart independent and full.

Especially Yu Fengjiao refused to cooperate.

But if she didn't coax her and allowed Yu Fengjiao to cry, she might end up writing a [-]-word essay about Ai Zilian and blame others.

Seeing that Yu Feiwan was silent, Yu Ping grabbed the corner of her clothes and felt that she seemed to have done something wrong and said the wrong thing.

"If it's not late, you go to bed first and I'll just keep watch over Jiaojiao. Maybe she'll be fine in a while."

Yu Ping compensated.

Yu Feiwan chuckled, squeezing Yu Ping's little hand with crooked eyebrows.

She couldn't bear to see Pingping showing an anxious and cautious look in front of her. It would make her feel guilty and feel that she hadn't done enough well enough.

Her Pingping is her little Jiaojiao.

Thinking about it this way, Yu Feiwan's opinion of Yu Fengjiao changed slightly, and his opinion was no longer so big.

Maybe they really didn't give Yu Fengjiao enough attention and care.

Although Yu Fengjiao is equal to them in terms of material treatment, in fact, the differences still exist.

Yu Feiwan began to reflect on whether his previous attitude towards Yu Fengjiao was too impatient?

It seems that she needs to look at Yu Fengjiao's needs more objectively.

Suppose, if the person hiding her face in the quilt and crying bitterly at this moment was Pingping, could she still stand here so calmly, ask questions carefully and think deeply?

No!

She had already rushed to the room to coax Pingping.

A snowflake can herald the coming of winter, but these seemingly insignificant differences actually make Yu Fengjiao's heart become more and more serious.

but……

Yu Feiwan frowned slightly. In this world, there was only one Pingping, and it was impossible for her to give her unique feelings to another person.

To her, Pingping will always be special.

Come to think of it, the same is true for Yu Shuishan and Li Lan.

On one side is a cute and sweet little cotton-padded jacket who has been raised for more than ten years, and on the other side is an awkward adopted daughter who is not close enough and is too distant. How can anyone really hold a bowl of water level in such a situation.

Human nature.

This matter is quite troublesome.

She can try to better understand Yu Fengjiao's position and thoughts, and try to make Yu Fengjiao feel a little warmth and comfort.However, if she is the only one working hard, and Yu Fengjiao still refuses to take a step to understand, accept, and trust her family, then her efforts will be in vain.

It's no use having your head shaved and your head hot.

Try again.

When it comes to her family, she can't give up easily.

She cares too much.

Even if it was just for Pingping's happiness and the peace and harmony of this family, she had to try again.

"Let's go, I'll go take a look with you."

Seeing this, Lin Haihong had to follow him out of habit.

Yu Feiwan glanced at Lin Haihong and muttered angrily, "Cousin, Fengjiao is already under the quilt. It's not appropriate for you to go there so late."

Lin Haihong was suddenly stunned, and his eyes changed from confusion to surprise.

His footsteps seemed to be nailed to the ground, and he didn't move for a long time.

Yu Feiwan's heart skipped a beat and he sighed to himself, Lin Haihong was too smart.

With just one sentence, he could guess all her worries.

With such a good mind, it's really irritating to compare people to others.

Lin Haihong twitched the corner of his mouth in a far-fetched manner.

"Cousin, I'm going back to the house first. There is still a vocabulary task that I have not completed today." "If you need me, you can call me again."

After leaving these two sentences, Lin Haihong left in a hurry.

Looking at the back, it looks like someone is running away.

Yu Feiwan looked away and followed Yu Ping back to the house.

Just as Yu Ping said, Yu Fengjiao was completely covered in quilt and sobbed softly.

If you don't listen carefully, you won't notice it at all.

Yu Feiwan sighed in his heart, stepped forward and whispered, "Jiaojiao, are you asleep?"

Well, she was asking knowingly.

But no matter how embarrassing it is, we still have to open up the topic.

The sobbing in the quilt suddenly stopped, and after a while of squirming, Yu Fengjiao showed her head.

The tears on the corners of the eyes and cheeks had been wiped clean, but the red eyes and wet bangs could not hide them.

"It's not too late."

Yu Fengjiao's voice contained a strong cry.

"Cried?"

Again, he asked knowingly.

Yu Fengjiao lowered her head and said nothing.

Yu Feiwan sat beside the bed and said in a soft voice, "Can you tell me the reason?"

"We are all a family. Any problems should be discussed and resolved as soon as possible to prevent small problems from turning into big problems."

"You can talk about your confusion, your sadness, anything that makes you feel unhappy."

"I will listen and I will try my best to solve whatever problems can be solved."

Under Yu Feiwan's gentle gaze, Yu Fengjiao suddenly felt a sense of shame in her heart, and those dark and negative emotions made it difficult for her to speak.

Silence is spreading.

Yu Feiwan didn't urge her. She couldn't just step forward rudely and pry Yu Fengjiao's mouth open with a stick.

If Yu Fengjiao was really unwilling to take that step, she would not be as anxious as the emperor or the eunuch.

A clear conscience is enough.

Yu Ping watched from the side, anxious in her heart.

With her brain and experience, she couldn't see through many deep things.

But she was able to understand Fei Wan's emotions inexplicably.

Fei Wan has never been a person with obvious mood swings.

But she could keenly detect Fei Wan's emotional changes time and time again, like a kind of intuition.

She knew that Fei Wan was depressed and depressed now, and if Jiaojiao didn't seize the opportunity, she might lose Fei Wan.

"Jiaojiao, tell me."

Yu Ping couldn't bear it anymore and urged.

There was uncontrollable anxiety in his voice, like the autumn wind, urgent and biting, making it impossible to ignore.

Yu Fengjiao turned her head and looked at Yu Ping with a worried face, feeling guilty.

But his mouth seemed to be sewn shut with needle and thread, and he couldn't say a word.

"Jiao..."

Yu Feiwan pulled Yu Ping and shook her head gently.

Immediately, he looked at Yu Fengjiao, "You calm down your emotions first, and then you can talk when you want to say something."

"Pingping, let's sleep in different rooms tonight."

"You go back to my room and sleep. Don't get scolded by the teacher for being sleepy in class tomorrow."

"Go quickly."

Yu Feiwan's voice was as gentle as ever, but it also contained an undeniable tone.

Like gurgling water, calm and powerful.

Yu Ping pursed her lips, feeling hesitant in her heart.

However, seeing Yu Feiwan's resolute attitude, Yu Ping stamped her feet, turned around and left the house.

(End of this chapter)