Regent, he always wanted to marry me

Chapter 1097 He Doesn't Like You

She looked at the man standing beside him with a vague look, and a coldness flashed in her eyes.

"Of course!" Jiang Fei nodded heavily, with excitement on her face.

"Jiang Fei!" Chu Yi suddenly said, with displeasure on his face: "She is just a doctor who sees Hou'er, and Hou'er is the prince of the palace, how can you just..."

"She is my friend, and she is sincerely good to Hou'er. Why not? What prince, he is just my son, a two-year-old child who doesn't understand so much. What he needs is not these imaginary things. , what he wants is concern and sincerity!"

Jiang Fei immediately retorted, her eyes were filled with coldness and disgust, under the dim light, her face was frighteningly pale, but with unusual determination.

Chu Yi was suffocated, and his thoughtful eyes fell on the woman in the green dress, searching.

Feeling the strong gaze, Lu Yi lowered her eyes and looked at the sleepy child. She hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took out a small bottle, and applied some on his buttocks.

The strange fragrance lingered around, Hou'er moved his body, propped up with his small hands, and looked eagerly in the room. When he saw Jiang Fei in front of the bed, he immediately stretched out his hand.

Jiang Fei saw that her son finally regained some vitality, and quickly reached out to hug him, carefully avoiding the injury.

Hou'er immediately hooked her neck, couldn't help but kissed her face twice, his dark eyes regained their brilliance.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, does it?" Jiang Fei felt her son's dependence, as if she had a telepathy, and her cold and stern face slowly softened, and she leaned over with the child in her arms: "Come on, give me a kiss!"

Hou'er's eyes were bright, and immediately there were two wet marks on Lu Yi's face.

Warm, moist, with a hint of sweetness, people can't help but feel soft in their hearts.

Lu Yi touched his face, twitched the corners of his mouth, and reached out to touch his little face: "My dear boy, after waiting, the godmother will take you out to eat delicious food!"

As if he could understand her words, Hou'er nodded, with a simple and honest look in his eyes, he stretched out his hand to touch his stomach.

Jiang Fei looked at his bumpy belly, a little distressed, but a little funny: "Hungry?"

Hou'er looked at the table, saw that there was still food on the table, immediately stretched out his finger, and moved his body.

"Those are cold, you can't eat them, my dear, let someone make you fresh ones!" Jiang Fei's voice was gentle, without the hysteria just now, under the dim light, the whole person was shrouded in a kind of maternal brilliance.

Chu Yi stared blankly. Hearing the laughter resumed in the room, his dull heart finally relaxed a little. He walked towards Jiang Fei with a few steps, and stretched out his hand, "Hou'er, let Father give you a hug!"

This sound made the smile on Jiang Fei's face turn cold. Hou'er glanced at the man, turned his head and hugged Jiang Fei, and buried his small face in Jiang Fei's arms.

"He doesn't like you!" Jiang Fei said immediately, protecting her son carefully: "Please leave!"

Chu Yi twitched the corners of his mouth, facing the hostility in Jiang Fei's eyes, he felt very uncomfortable. He suppressed those dissatisfaction before, but now he only felt a heavy sense of guilt.

He looked at the woman's cold face, then at his son's small body, and didn't want to look back at him at all. Was he blaming him?
Thinking of this possibility, Chu Yi felt torn and uncomfortable in his heart. He stared at the mother and child in front of him motionlessly for a long time before turning around slowly.

(End of this chapter)