Chief, Love for you is wrong

When Xiaochi changed into Haowen Rongyan's clothes, he should be thinking about the new year. Wen Jili found a set of more festive colors for him and tidied up his hair. It's not as pathetic as it was just now.

Wen Rongyan saw Xiaochi coming out and wearing his clothes. He looked at the tip of his eyebrows and took back his sight. He continued to think about what Qin Jing had just done.

Qin Jing glanced at his eyes. He was clear and beautiful. Although his small face was still pale and his lips had no blood color, he looked good. However, an 8-year-old looked like a child around the age of 5. He was really tortured by his disease.

After some torture, the porridge just brought out was already cold. When Qin Jing put her bowl back, she was about to carry the cold porridge on the table. Wen Jili consciously picked it up for her. Qin Jing didn't argue with him and directly turned to the kitchen.

"After breakfast, I asked Qin Haotian to pick up the pool, huh?"

Qin Jing looked at Wen Jili's guilty face. She really didn't know whether to be angry or how. She had to look at him calmly and didn't respond to his words.

Wen Jili finished breakfast, and there was still more than half of Xiaochi's bowl of porridge. When he saw that Wen Jili was leaving the table, he hurried to send the porridge to his mouth. Wen Jili had to hold his thin hand, "Xiaochi, eat slowly."

Xiaochi's eyes twinkled for a moment. His eyes carefully looked at Wen Jili. Seeing that he really didn't have impatient emotion, he nodded slowly. The mosquito squeaked in a low voice, "HMM."

Qin Jing was watching the replay of last night's Spring Festival Gala on the sofa. She glanced at the small pool under the table. The little man sat at the long table, gentle and thin.

A bowl of porridge, adults eat in less than five minutes, even smell Rongyan, but it's only about 10 minutes, and Xiaochi, he hasn't eaten it for half an hour.

Seeing Qin Jing's puzzled sight, Wen Jili explained next to him.

"The disease of intestinal obstruction needs careful care. If you eat fast, your stomach will ache. If you eat too much, your stomach will ache. If you eat too much, your stomach will ache. If you eat cold things, your stomach will ache. Eat..."

A series of words that hurt everything you eat came from Wen Jili's mouth. Qin Jing looked at him dumb.

It hurts to eat everything, and it's slow to eat everything. Isn't that a lot less fun? Or, such a life will not be interesting at all?

"When I was a child, Xiaochi would go to kindergarten. Later, he had too many stomach pains. Mu Jing was not free at that time, and I didn't have much time to deal with Xiaochi. The teacher at the school informed parents that they went to the hospital more often. Mu Jing felt annoyed and simply asked Xiaochi to drop out of kindergarten and ask a tutor to educate him."

"At least, before I left France, Xiaochi's life was almost at home. There was no other playmate except the tutor."

Hearing the speech, Qin Jing lowered her head and touched the child in her abdomen, with mixed feelings in her heart.

In this way, Wen Rongyan is much happier. Wen Jitian at least knows that he can't give Wen Rongyan too much father love, but he knows how to adopt a Wen Rongqi from the orphanage and keep two children company. Even if he is hurt, at least someone plays with him.

And Xiaochi? When I was 8 years old, I endured the disease for 8 years, but I didn't have a playmate around me?

Or, when he just began to play with his peers, he was fundamentally deprived by Roy and spent his boring childhood in a room with four walls, facing a serious tutor.

That's why he is so persistent about Wen Jili, the only one who gives him warmth?