Contract Lovers And Healing Love

Children

Xi Lin quickly keeps her eyes open and wants to hide directly in the quilt. However, she thinks that she is like a frightened little rabbit in front of fan Shaopeng. She is not as powerful as the woman of that year. She is always teased by him, so she insists on staying in the quilt.

"Don't lin'er know that naked sleeping is popular now?"

Feng Shaohua has a headache. Why does the little girl love to cry so much? And seeing her mother just now, she seems to be afraid of her crying.

"You are so fierce, little brother!" Xi Yan was a little scared. His big eyes were about to shed tears.

Feng Shaohua thought hard for a while and returned to his hometown.

"If you forget, I will remind you of me, but at the same time, I will punish you!"

Xi Yan seriously looked at the name gradually disappeared on the ground, until he could no longer see the trace, then he looked back at Feng Shaohua and asked.

"But little brother Shaohua, Xi Yan will have many things to remember in the future. What if Xi Yan forgets little brother Shaohua carelessly?"

The little girl was the only one who left him warm except for her dead mother.

He doesn't intend to stay in this city any more, but before he leaves, this city that he didn't have any nostalgia for makes him miss.

Feng Shaohua looked at Xi Yan with a solemn and serious face.

"This is my name, Xi Yan. Remember him, OK?"

The little boy squatted down, took the branch from Xiyan's hand, and wrote "fengshaohua" on Shizi road.

Xi Yan took the branch and brushed it on Shizi road. He wrote three words "Xi Xi Yan". Although Xi Yan was only four years old, the words were beautiful. The little boy's eyes flashed a satisfied look.

But he didn't worry about this problem. He got up and walked to one side of the flowers with stiff steps, folded off a branch, handed it to Xi Xiyan, and motioned her to write down her name.

The little boy frowned. Is uncle his father?

Xi Yan unprepared to report his background.

"I can write my name. My mother's name is Xi Lin, and uncle fan is my father."

When Xi Yan was frustrated because he couldn't get a reply from the little boy, the little boy suddenly opened his mouth.

"Can you write your name? What's your mommy's name? "

"Little brother, why don't you talk?"

"Little brother..."

"Little brother, don't be afraid. Xiyan will protect you!"

"Little brother, is the bruise on your hand beaten?"

"Little brother, how can you cry here alone in bad clothes?"

Xi Yan walked several steps towards the little boy and squatted down beside him: "little brother, my name is Xi Xi Yan. It was my mommy just now. What's your name?"

Xi Lin turns and leaves.

"Well!" I promise.

"Mommy's mobile phone is where grandpa plays chess. Don't run around here. Mommy will be back soon, OK?"

"Good." Xi Lin felt in her pocket and found that she had forgotten to bring her mobile phone in her bag.

Xi Yan's big eyes blinking with tears.

"Really? Hurry up, Mommy. My little brother is so cold

Xi Yan's health has just improved. Xi Lin is afraid that she will cry out.

"Xi Yan is good. Mommy immediately asks someone to bring a pair of warm gloves to the little brother, so that he won't be cold. Xi Yan doesn't cry, OK?"

Xi Yan's crying voice. Xi Lin see daughter mood out of control, quickly come forward to comfort.

Looking at the bruise on the little brother's hand, Xi Yan left tears: "little brother, I'm sorry, it's all Xi Yan's bad, I can't help you."

The gloves of a four-year-old girl can't be worn by a teenage boy.

It took a long time for Xi Yan, but he still couldn't get it.

"Big brother, are you cold? Don't cry, it won't be cold if you put on gloves Eh, why can't it be put on... "

"Big brother, what's the matter with you?" Xi Yan came forward, took off his gloves and put them on the boy's hands.

The little boy is about eleven or twelve years old. His clothes are ragged and naked. His skin is even bruised. He should not be the young master of the Wu family.

She led Xiyan toward the direction of crying. Under a cypress tree, a little boy squatted on the ground crying. There was a broken robot on the ground in front of her.

Xi Lin listen carefully, really!

Xi Yan first heard the voice and looked back at Mommy.

"Mommy, it's like someone's crying."

Suddenly, a cry came from the front.

Xi Yan is bouncing and bouncing. He obviously likes to be tight here.

The Wu family is a garden style villa. Even now it is winter, the garden is still full of flowers.

Xi Yan couldn't sit still, so Xi Lin took her around the garden to have a look.

Haoyu seems to like playing chess very much, staring at the chessboard with relish.

Fan Jianguo has been in a coma for many years. Fan Shaopeng has refused to be visited by the outside world. Now he wakes up and Xi Lin knows that fan Jianguo will spend some time visiting friends in the future.Wu Ying and fan Jianguo knew each other in the chess game at the beginning. Fan Jianguo had brought her here several times before. They were barely familiar with Wu house and Xi Lin.

After breakfast, Xi Lin takes her children and accompanies fan Jianguo to another high-end residential area a few kilometers away to meet her old friend Wu Ying.

If Xi Lin knows that not only fan Shaopeng wants to sleep all day, but also her grandfather is looking forward to fan Shaopeng's persistent efforts

The fan family has few children. It would be great if Xi Lin could add another son and a half to the fan family

A happy heart.

Xi Lin is not a sleepy person. Fan Jianguo, as a past person, quickly guesses what's going on.

Fan Jianguo quietly looked at the wall clock, 10:30.

After a few words of conversation, the servant came to ask Xi Lin to have breakfast.

Xi Lin takes care of herself downstairs, and fan Jianguo happens to lead Xi Yan and Hao Yu.

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"If you succeed again, I'll give you my last name!"

"Fan! Li! Deep Xi Lin gritted her teeth and tore the note to pieces.

My wife has worked hard. I want to tell my sister that my brother is very grateful to her!

The next day, when Xi Lin woke up, fan Shaopeng was no longer there. There was a note on the bedside table:

Xi Lin scolds fan Shaopeng from the bottom of her heart!

Sure enough, I can't escape!

As soon as she protested, fan Shaopeng sealed her mouth.

"Fan Wu ~"

fan Shaopeng holds her waist with his hand, and the next moment, Xi Lin is close to him.

Xi Lin subconsciously moves to the other side. Fan Shaopeng in the dim yellow light is like the prince in the oil painting. She is afraid that she can't control her!

Fan Shaopeng didn't care much. He came over, pulled aside a corner of the quilt and went to sleep.

"Dear Yan, don't you call me brother? My brother won't bully my sister. I won't hurt you. I just had a laugh with you... "

While speaking, Xi Yan looked up at Feng Shaohua, a touch of cunning flashed in his big black and white eyes.

Feng Shaohua understood and nodded: "we're right. We don't care with idiots. After all, such people have no intelligence."