Addicted to Love: Baby, be good

Children's heart is the most sensitive.

They can sense any change at the first time.

Just like George.

Several times of fainting also made him understand that he seemed to be ill.

Although the parents all denied this fact, but small he still has his own view and consciousness.

When it comes to George, Master Chu's gloomy handsome face has a little softness. Maybe now only George's health can give him the greatest comfort.

Chu Wenhuo came back from school, carrying a small bag to George, "brother, how are you?"

George put out his wilting hand and poked at his daughter-in-law's face. "I'm ok."

Chu Wen Huo chuckled, opened his schoolbag and handed him the small rubber clay elephant he had made in his manual class: "brother, here you are."

The little gray elephant was lovely. George reached for it and touched it. "Thank you."

When Master Chu came downstairs, he saw that George was playing with a small rubber clay elephant. After asking, he knew that it was Chu Wenhuo who sent it to him.

"Does George want to pinch one himself?" Master Chu touched his head and cherished his eyes.

George had a moment of excitement, but after a few seconds, he shook his head in frustration.

"Don't you want to play?"

"I don't want to."

Young master Chu took him into his arms and kissed him on the forehead with thin lips. "Little bun, dad will cure you."

The little guy in my arms didn't talk for a long time. Master Chu frowned and looked down. George fainted!

George, who fainted in his arms, had no ruddy color on his delicate little face.

It was replaced by pallor.

A sickly pallor.

"Baozi......" With a low voice, Master Chu hurried upstairs with him in his arms and ran straight back to the children's room.

Little buns lie on the bed, only the chest has a slight fluctuation.

Young master Chu is guarding by the bed, taking care of him.

Yanyi people held him from behind, chin on his shoulder, choking voice inexplicably sad: "husband You're going to be fine, aren't you? "

"Well. Little bun will be all right. "

"Why is xiaobaozi like this? Why is my xiaobaozi like this..."

The low sob, the voice enters the ear.

Young master Chu felt a pain in his heart and turned to hold her. "Baozi, believe me, xiaobaozi will be OK."

Yanyi, who was buried in his arms, tightly grasped the shirt on his chest with his hands: "husband, let Hans try Maybe Hans will find a way. "

"Good." It's about the safety of baozi. It's not the time to worry.

Master Chu gave up his prejudice and hostility and agreed to her.

In the middle of the night, when everything is still.

George opened his eyes slowly and rubbed them vaguely.

The next second, the ear ring Chu young master gentle voice: "small baozi, wake up?"

George turned his head and saw Master Chu's burning eyes. He nodded vaguely.

"Hungry or not?" Master Chu's eyes are deeply spoiled, and the smile on his lips is gentle enough to drown people.

George's dependence rolled into the arms of Master Chu. Did he cling to Master Chu's neck like a liver? He said: "hungry."

The porridge and soup specially prepared for George has been kept warm in the kitchen, so that he can eat it whenever he wakes up.

Put George on the chair, Master Chu kneaded his face habitually: "sit quietly, dad will serve you porridge."

If you don't borrow others' hands, Master Chu will do everything himself.