Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

After listening, song Yunchi got up anxiously and hurriedly began to put on clothes, "what's the matter? What did the doctor say? Why can't you get back? "

"I don't know..."

"Give your cell phone to Mengmeng."

He tilted his head, held his cell phone between his shoulders, and quickly buttoned his shirt with his hands.

Sleepless, a heart was roasted on the magma, too anxious.

Eager to grow wings, he immediately flew back to Kyoto and back to Lu Meng and Jingxing.

From the mobile phone, Lu Meng's sad cry can be vaguely heard. He can understand her mood.

Jingxing has always been in good health. From birth to now, all physical indicators are much better than their peers.

I haven't had any disease or minor disease.

This time, she must be very afraid when she has a sudden high fever or a high fever.

He hated himself. Why didn't he accompany them around their mother and son at this moment.

Why let her suffer like this alone.

"Sister in law, my brother asked you to answer the phone." Song Yiheng gives Lu Meng his mobile phone.

Lu Meng, who was sobbing, raised her eyes and stared at him with red and swollen eyes. She was a little helpless.

Song Yunchi?

He... He even told Song Yun that he was late?!

Inner shock!

Followed by tension and anxiety.

Her fingers curled up. She bit her lips and held back her sobs. Will song Yunchi be angry when she knows?

He must think she's useless. He can't even take good care of her children, can he?

He must be angry and think she's useless.

"Sister in law?" Song Yiheng stretched his cell phone forward again. "My brother wants to talk to you."

Lu Meng shook her head and refused.

Staring at the cell phone in front of me in fear, I didn't dare to reach out to answer it.

Song Yunchi was impatient. "Yiheng, it sounds outside."

Song Yiheng did, "OK."

He turned on his mobile phone, and the man's low voice sounded calmly, "Mengmeng, don't cry. Jingxing is still small and has weak resistance. It is normal to get sick. You don't need to blame yourself too much. I'll take the latest plane back right away. You wait for me. "

After a few words of comfort, he arranged for the guard to book the ticket immediately.

At seven o'clock in the morning, he hurried back to the villa.

After a night's hard work, the young master finally retreated from his high fever.

The servants who have been busy all night are sleepy and sleepy.

"Uncle, are you back?"

The servants were surprised to see the man who suddenly came back.

Song Yunchi nodded gently and looked dignified, "where's Meng Meng?"

"The young lady is upstairs, in the young master's room."

Came to the door of the children's room and held the door handle. Song Yunchi couldn't wait to push the door open.

On the small children's bed, Lu Meng lay on her side, with one hand under her head and the other holding Jingxing's small hand.

Jingxing's face, facing her, mother and son lying face to face, the picture is particularly warm.

The backhand closed the door, and song Yunchi took a light step and came to the Bank of the bed.

Lu Meng's eyes were swollen after crying.

Her lips were purring slightly, which was a habit of her sleep.

Song Yunchi took back his eyes, lowered his head, put his forehead against Jingxing's forehead and explored the temperature.

I felt relieved that the temperature was normal.

Jingxing tooted his small mouth and shook his head. Song Yunchi laughed in a low voice. Hearing the laughter, Jingxing slowly opened his eyes.

Father and son looked at each other quietly for more than ten seconds.

"Whoa, whoa..."