Cute wife is too delicious: President, please restrain

Ning Qiao smiled and paused. He looked at Yu shaomo and said, "Yu shaomo, you've been lucky and bitter these two years."

In fact, you don't have to ask. She can see from his thin face that this man must have had a hard time in the past two years of her deep sleep.

"I'm fine." Yu shaomo said three words faintly. The eagle's eyes sank. He sat down and took her into his arms: "just wake up. Nothing else is important."

Two years ago, she was rescued for more than 50 hours, and it was lucky that she could get back a life at the gate of death. Song and Tang had said that she might not wake up. Now a miracle has happened, where could he be free to care about his gains and losses in the past two years.

As long as she can wake up, nothing matters!

"Oh... Yes!" Ning Qiao fiercely raised his head, looked anxiously at Yu shaomo and said, "where's the baby? Let me see him! "

Before she woke up, she asked to see the child, but Yu shaomo asked song Tang to check him. After some trouble, she hasn't seen the child yet.

"He caught a cold, fell asleep and didn't wake up. See him again in the evening." Yu shaomo held her.

"Did he catch a cold? Is it serious? " Ning Qiao immediately frowned and worried about the tunnel.

"It's just a common cold. Don't worry." Yu shaomo held her in his arms, and the eagle's eyes looked at her darkly. Even the usual lisen's cold voice was softer: "are you hungry? What would you like to eat? "

In the past two years of deep sleep, she can't swallow and can only reluctantly eat some liquid food. Most of them still rely on nutrient solution to maintain the nutrition required by the body, which is why she has lost a lot of weight and is still weak.

Temporarily unable to see the child, Ning Qiao frowned and thought, "whatever, is the baby really okay?"

"Nothing." Yu shaomo lowered his head and touched her forehead with his thin lips: "you just woke up. I asked Aunt Liu to prepare some porridge for you."

"All right."

Ningqiao could only nod.

……

On the other side, Southeast Asia.

As dusk fell, lights were lit on the beach.

The luxurious hall was quiet. The maid put the dinner on the table and made a "Ding Dong" crisp sound.

"Dong Dong Dong..." a slight footsteps came.

The maid put the knives and forks in her hand, turned back and said respectfully, "it's time for dinner, sir."

"I see."

Yu Shaohan came down in his bathrobe. Qingjun's figure was pulled down by the crystal lamp. He went to the table and sat down. He picked up the knife and fork and looked at the food in front of him without expression.

"Today is black pepper steak. Sir, try it to see if you like it." The maid said nervously.

In the past two years, I don't know why, my husband's appetite is getting smaller and smaller, and he doesn't eat much at ordinary times. He doesn't seem to be interested in food. This is really her dereliction of duty as a servant.

The silver knife and fork divided the steak into small pieces. Yu Shaohan put the meat into his mouth and chewed it twice: "OK."

"Just be satisfied, sir."

The maid smiled and became bolder. She said, "tomorrow is the Tourism Festival here. The beach will be very lively. Don't you go and have a look, sir?"

In recent years, my husband seldom went out. At first, the maid felt very strange. After all, it was strange that she was so beautiful, so rich, but so quiet. She stayed at home all day.

What's more, the husband is still very young. If he likes playing like those rich people, I don't know how many girls he will attract!

"No, I like silence." Yu Shaohan didn't blink.

"..." the maid was stunned and was about to speak when she saw the indifference on his side face. She immediately bowed her head and said nothing.

In fact, the maid wanted to say, sir, don't you think the house is too quiet?

It seems that my husband's mood seems to be getting worse and worse since his brother stopped coming two years ago.

"Hum..."

The quiet room suddenly sounded the vibration of the mobile phone.

Yu Shaohan looked down at the mobile phone screen and saw a row of short words. His big hand holding a knife and fork tightened in an instant. After a few seconds, a drop of tears hit the dinner plate.

……

Facing the memory of just a newborn baby and opening his eyes, he is a two-year-old child. Ning Qiao really doesn't know what mood to face his two-year-old son.

The little guy is not much like her, but he perfectly inherited Yu shaomo's appearance. Xiao Zhengtai is handsome and cute. Ning Qiaoqiao almost feels that he saw Yu shaomo when he was a child.

"Mommy, you finally woke up. I thought you would sleep all the time."

The little guy sat on the sofa, blinking a pair of childish Phoenix eyes, looking at her seriously.

"Well, you know I'm sleeping?" Ning Qiaoqiao has some difficult organizational language and communicates with his son who can already chat.

"Of course, I go in to see you every day, but I sneak in. Daddy won't let me go in and quarrel with you." The little guy paused, frowned slightly and said, "I, but I think it's because he doesn't like me."

Ning Qiaoqiao: "

"Young master, how can you say that? Young master, why don't you like you." Aunt Liu immediately rounded up the scene.

The little guy smiled coldly and looked like Yu shaomo. "Don't think I don't know. He always blames me for letting Mommy sleep. It's useless for you to say more good words for him."

“……”

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at the little guy with wide eyes. Why... She felt that this son seemed very unusual. Where was it like what a two-year-old child could say?

"You haven't told Mommy your name yet?" Ningqiao asked.

"..." the little guy shook his head.

Ning Qiao was stunned. What does that mean?

"Second young grandma, you've been unconscious for the past two years. Mo Shao is busy taking care of you, so he hasn't named the young master yet." Liu Yi said.

"In fact, he doesn't want to talk to me." The little guy is in a bypass.

“……”

Ning Qiaoqiao frowned in surprise and was about to speak. The little guy suddenly sneezed, paused, sucked his nose, frowned, looked at her apologetically and said, "Mommy, I'm sick. I have to stay away from you. If I infect you with germs, daddy certainly doesn't want to see me."

With that, the little guy jumped off the sofa and went upstairs.

Before Ning Qiaoqiao could speak, the little guy disappeared. He looked at the empty stairs in amazement and turned to Aunt Liu and said, "Aunt Liu, he..."

"Second young grandma, when the young master was just born, he lived in the incubator for more than a month because of premature birth. His body is weaker than the average child's resistance, but his IQ seems to be very high and mature than children of the same age."

Liu Yi said.

It's not mature. It's too mature!

Originally, Ning Qiaoqiao wanted to play with toys and tell stories with him. As a result