The wealthy retired wife: Baby, marry me again!

Suddenly remembered that Qin Yishu also fell down just now, he couldn't see anything, it must be very painful, right?

"Yishu, you were just now.\%>_<%原_创%>_<%\... Is it okay?" She asked cautiously.

Qin Yishu pursed his lips, his wrist was still in sharp pain.However, he was unwilling to speak, unwilling. . . . . . . . . . . . .Let her pity herself!

Qiu Yixian thought about letting the little guy pass.Even if Qin Yishu hates letting others approach him, but the other party is a child, he must not be so obvious.

She pushed the little guy's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Tingting, uncle seems to be injured too. Just brag about uncle like you did just now, okay?" [

Leng Yunting's glazed eyes fell on Qin Yishu not far away.

To be honest, he didn't like this gloomy strange sorghum very much.It's fine if he can't see, the point is, he's still very fierce and doesn't care about people.

Looking back at Qiu Yixian again, Qiu Yixian's eyes were full of encouragement.And seduced him: "If Ting Ting goes to help Uncle brag, Auntie will cook something delicious for you at night!"

"Really?" Leng Yunting's eyes brightened.He is not very used to the meals cooked by the nanny.Although Feng Linxue can cook, her skill is only about being able to swallow.

But Qiu Yixian is different.She used to live by herself for a long time, and she was the leader in housework.Especially the food, although it is not as good as any chef, but the quality is quite guaranteed.

At that time, when Qiu Yixian was thinking of currying favor with Qin Yishu every day, she knew how to cook.Leng Yunting could eat a whole bowl more of the food she cooked than usual.However, later, because of Qin Yishu's attitude towards her, she was a little discouraged.In addition, Feng Linxue was also afraid that cooking while she was pregnant would be bad for the child, so she was not allowed to cook anymore.

No matter what you say, the child is greedy.He has always wanted to eat the food made by Qiu Yixian again.

Qiu Yixian nodded, like a big bad wolf who deceived the little white rabbit.With delicious food as a guarantee, Leng Yunting's saliva almost flowed out.He immediately rushed to Qin Yishu's side, and shouted crisply: "Uncle Qin, where is your pain? Auntie asked Tingting to blow you off."

Qin Yishu was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't know how to answer.After all, his indifference is all pretended for adults.But Leng Yunting is only two years old. . . . . . . . . . . . .

He didn't know what to say to him for a while.

But Leng Yunting said to himself: "Uncle, is your eye hurt?"

If your eyes don't hurt, why are you wearing bandages all the time?However, Leng Yunting was a little embarrassed.

Uncle is very tall, even if he stands on tiptoe, he can't touch his eyes, so how can he brag about him?

Looking back, she glanced at Qiu Yixian, who gave him an encouraging look.

Leng Yunting then grabbed his skirt with one chubby paw, and subconsciously touched his right wrist with the other. . . . . . . . . . . . .

"Hmm..." Qin Yishu snorted, the place where his wrist was held was piercing to the bone.

Leng Yunting reacted immediately: "Uncle's hands hurt?"

how come?Qiu Yixian remembered that she had asked Feng Linxue, his hand was almost healed!

Could it be that fall just now? [