Cute wife is too delicious: President, please restrain

"Did they all embarrass you today?" East LAN Cang asked.

Ning Qiao smiled: "it's not difficult. They want to come in and see you. I argued with them."

"Let them hurry."

East LAN Cang snorted disdainfully.

In the evening, he chatted with Dong Lancang for a while. Dong Lancang felt a little tired. Ning Qiao helped him sleep and got up and left.

Donglanqing didn't leave. They lived in the castle at night.

Ning Qiaoqiao didn't go back either. He stayed in the guest room, went back to the room, looked at the pouring rain outside the window, found Yu shaomo's number and dialed it out.

No one answered.

The phone rang for a while and hung up automatically.

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at his cell phone, thought for a moment, and dialed Yu Xing.

"Mommy."

Soon, a young lady with a wet head in a bathrobe appeared on the phone.

"Hi, Yuxing, what are you doing?" Ningqiao hooked his lips.

"Well, I've just taken a bath and I'm ready to go to bed." Yu Xing's voice was milk and gas, and he coughed twice.

Ning Qiao's pupils contracted, frowned and said, "are you sick?!"

"Well, uncle doctor said I seem to have a cold, but Mommy, don't worry. I've taken medicine and it's all right." Yu Xing smiled.

"Don't worry, madam. The young master is not seriously ill. We will take good care of him."

A woman's voice came from the video, but no one was seen. Then a towel moved around Yu Xing's head. It should be the maid in charge of taking care of Yu Xing who was wiping his hair.

Ning Qiaoqiao's heart is blocked badly. Yu Xingsheng is ill, but she can't do anything. She can only watch here and let his little child admit it outside.

"Mommy, aren't you happy? Haven't you made up with Daddy yet? "

Ning Qiaoqiao was shocked and hurriedly said, "no, mommy and Daddy have made up, because they know you are sick, but Mommy can't take care of you, so Mommy is not happy."

"Really? Have you made up with daddy? "

Yu Xing's clear eyes brightened obviously.

"Well, really, how could Mommy lie to you." Ningqiao smiled.

"That's good." Yu Xing nodded hard, as if he was finally relieved. His small face was full of seriousness: "Mommy, you don't know. A few days ago, I saw the hero and heroine quarrel on TV. None of them wanted children. I felt so scared. I thought you and Daddy would do the same... But now that you are reconciled, I'm relieved!"

Although Yu Xing never bullies others with his own identity, the word "fear" has never appeared in his world.

Listening to his little son say how afraid she is to divorce Yu shaomo, Ning Qiaoqiao seems to be holding his heart tightly with one hand and forced out a smile: "Yu Xing, don't think about these messy things in the future. You know, how can your father and I divorce? We are very good and will never separate."

"Well, that's what my uncle told me before!" Hearing Ning Qiaoqiao say that she and Yu shaomo will never be separated, Yu Xing is happier than before.

"Uncle?"

Ning Qiaoqiao has some doubts.

"Er... It's an instructor who trains me. He usually treats me very well, so I call him uncle."

"Well, if the instructor is nice to you, you should be polite to him, you know?" Ningqiao didn't do much, he thought.

"Well, Mommy, don't worry. I'm obedient."

Yu Xing secretly breathed a sigh of relief and scared him to death. He almost told his uncle's secret. Fortunately, Mommy is relatively simple and doesn't think so much.

After chatting with Yu Xing, Ning Qiao hung up the phone, thought about it and sent a text message to another number.

[Hello, instructor. I heard that Yu Xingsheng is ill. Please give him a few days to rest and let him recover completely before resuming training.]

Ning Qiaoqiao's maternal nature conquers reason. Yu Xingsheng is ill. She can't take care of him. She also wants to make him a little more comfortable than usual.

The other side.

Yu Shaohan stood in front of the window. Affected by the season, it was pouring rain here.

The rapid raindrops beat the flowers in the yard and smashed the flowerpot with a tinkling sound.

Yu Shaohan stared at the text message for a while, and his finger moved to type on it:

[yes, I heard from Yu Xing that you and Mo Shao had a conflict. I hope you can make up as before. Your mood is very important to Yu Xing. Please...]

Before he finished typing, his fingers suddenly stopped.

Yu Shaohan pursed his lips, deleted the typed words, turned his head and gently ordered the maid: "don't let Yu Xing have class these days, let him have a good rest, and then continue when his body recovers."

"Yes, sir." The maid is respectful.

Yu Shaohan didn't say anything. He turned his head and continued to look out of the window. His tall and straight figure was a little lonely.

He can't reply to her because it's too superfluous and deliberate, which will only arouse her suspicion. What he can do is to help her take good care of Yu Xing and let her not worry.

After Ning Qiaoqiao sent a text message, he waited for a while, but he still didn't wait for Yu shaomo's call back. Gradually, his eyelids couldn't support him, so he slowly closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Two days in a row.

Donglancang became more and more sleepy. When he was awake, he was in a good mental state, but Ning Qiaoqiao didn't feel happy because he slept more and more for a long time, including a coma.

Dr. Song explained that this is the self-protection inspired by his body. It is a truth that sleeping with people who are uncomfortable can be better, but the problem is that donglancang is not just uncomfortable.

Everyone knew that he was just trying to prop up. Donglan Cang still didn't summon Donglan Qing. The atmosphere of Donglan family, which was oppressed by the clouds, became more and more strange. It seemed that something was surging in the undercurrent and was about to break through the dark clouds.

There was a rush of footsteps on the stairs. Everyone in the hall on the first floor looked upstairs and saw Uncle Fu walking down quickly.

"Uncle Fu, is father awake?"

Donglanqing stood up and asked.

After lunch, donglanqing wanted to go to bed, so they were all waiting downstairs.

"Mr. Qing, the owner of the house is awake." Uncle Fu nodded and turned his eyes to Ning Qiaoqiao: "young lady, as soon as the owner woke up, he asked if Mr. Yu had come back. Has he arrived?"

Ning Qiao was shocked and his eyes flashed: "he... Should be coming soon."

In the morning, she called Yu shaomo, but the phone couldn't be connected. Calculating the time, Yu shaomo should have entered the rainforest now. The rainstorm hasn't stopped these days, which may affect the mobile phone signal.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of hurried and disordered footsteps at the door. Ning Qiao's eyes flashed, turned his head and looked at the past. When he saw the person coming in, a touch of disappointment flashed in his eyes.