Wrong marriage to a double-faced husband

A small figure, like a little angel falling from the sky, climbed over from the inside towards the direction of Wanning along the frowning flowers.

The branches swayed and layers of petals fell on the baby's body, making his skin as white and tender as snow.

Or.

It's a morbid white!

The little guy was so beautiful and cute that he immediately attracted the eyes of Wan Ning.

Wanning looked around, but it was quiet. He didn't see anyone. Where did the little guy come from?

"Baby, come on."

Wanning put down his basket and scissors, quickly wiped his hands clean, got into the flowers and helped the baby up.

The little guy was about two years old. He was so small that people couldn't help but want to pick him up.

A pair of beautiful big eyes are like stars in the sky. When looking at Wanning, Wanning feels surrounded by a bright light.

Protecting the little guy, he drilled out of the flowers bit by bit, and Wanning gently pinched the petals off his body one by one.

"Don't go in and play in the future. I'm afraid there will be small insects and small thorns, which will hurt."

The little guy stared at Wan Ning curiously. For two years, he had been locked up in the hospital. He saw either doctors or servants every day. He didn't see anyone else at all.

The night in front of him gave him a very cordial feeling. He blinked his big eyes. Lu Tingxi stretched out his small hand, and a small bloodstain appeared in front of night Ning.

"Ah." the blood bead pulled late. Ning's heart suddenly hurt. "I'm hurt and bleeding. My God, baby, you're hurt. Let's go. My aunt will take you to clean the wound."

Wanning hurriedly picked up Xiao Tingxi and hurried to the living room. Tang Haoyang was not in the living room, but probably went to the stadium again. Aunt Fu heard the movement in the living room and didn't look up. She hurried and shouted.

"Miss Xia, I'll have dinner later."

"OK."

Later, Ning Ying took little Tingxi to the bedroom on the second floor, put the little guy on the soft sofa, turned and looked for the medicine box.

Little Tingxi looked at everything here curiously, and then his eyes followed Wanning. He followed Wanning wherever he went.

Because I haven't come back for two years, I don't know where to put some things. I have to look for them.

Little Tingxi couldn't see Wanning's figure. He hurried down the sofa and ran towards Wanning's voice.

"What's the matter? Afraid?"

Late rather squatted down and held Tingxi in his arms. The two-year-old little thing was small and thin, but it was very beautiful. It was just a delicate doll.

"What's your name?"

Wanning found the medicine box, then sat on the carpet, found the disinfectant, and cleaned the wound for little Tingxi bit by bit. The little guy stood in front of Wanning and was always obedient. After Wanning finished and pasted a waterproof medicine sticker, Wanning looked up.

Little Tingxi blinked her beautiful big eyes, looked at Wanning and smiled at Wanning.

Wanning was instantly hit by Xiao Tingxi's smile, and her heart was pounding. She looked at Xiao Tingxi in a daze and felt that the child made her inexplicably like and friendly.

Lean over.

He held little Tingxi in his arms and said softly in the evening.

"Tell aunt, what's your name?"

Little Tingxi just nestled in Wanning's arms, looked up at Wanning and didn't speak. Wanning was secretly surprised. Can't the child speak?

also.

Apart from... Wanning's eyes moved and looked down at the little guy, is this... Is this the son of Lin Qianqian and Lu Jingshen?

According to Wanning's temper, she should immediately push the child away or send it down to the servant.

But I don't know why, when holding this little guy, the gap in the bottom of my heart seems to be filled, which makes Wanning's heart particularly peaceful.

"It doesn't matter. If you can't speak, don't speak. We can think of other ways, can't we?"

I haven't heard that Lin Qianqian's son is a mute, and his eyes are so clear and beautiful. At first glance, he is a smart child.

Wanning gently held xiaotingxi's hand. Xiaotingxi bowed his head and saw a small bloodstain on the back of Wanning's hand.

It should have been in the flowers when he was stabbed and scratched. Little Tingxi hurriedly climbed onto the carpet, took out a cotton swab, small and immature, wiped the wound on the back of Wanning's hand, and then bent down.

"Hoo Hoo..."

The small pink lips are close to the back of Wanning's injured hand. Little Tingxi is helping Wanning very seriously.

After a few breaths, Tingxi looked up at Wanning again, blinking and blinking with big eyes, which meant to ask Wanning, is it still painful?

Looking so beautiful and so thin, Wanning felt that the child was poor and quickly smiled and shook his head.

"It doesn't hurt. Thank you for your help. You are really a good child."

Tingxi was praised by Wanning... Tingxi was praised for the first time, his eyes lit up and grinned sweetly.

Wanning looked at the little guy's smile, and his heart was soft and caressed his head.

"You must grow up healthily and refuel."

Tingxi snuggled up in Wanning's arms, moved her small hand and carefully extended it to Wanning, trying to put her small hand into Wanning's palm.

But he seems to have been rejected too much and doesn't dare to do these things.

All the other children wanted to jump into their arms, so they jumped into their arms, but he even had to stretch out a small hand with trembling.

Night rather looked at Tingxi's small movements, his eyes overflowed with a trace of heartache, and hurriedly opened his palm.

"Come on."

Tingxi's small body stiffened slightly and looked up at Wanning.

Wanning smiled encouragingly and put her hand under Tingxi's small hand. Xiaotingxi opened her small hand and grasped Wanning's hand. Wanning clenched xiaotingxi's hand. Xiaotingxi looked at Wanning and grinned.

Maybe.

This is Tingxi's biggest laugh since he lived for two years!

His heart was pounding. He was very happy. At this moment, Tingxi was really very happy.

His mother never held him like that, never smiled at him, and even... He hasn't seen his mother for a long time.

For two years.

He didn't see his father, but on the screen, he saw his father's photos and his mother's photos.

But.

Little Tingxi really saw his mother, but he couldn't remember at all.

On the contrary, the beautiful sister in front of him made him feel like his mother.

"Tinsy?"

Lin Qianqian's lazy voice came from outside. Wanning was stunned and subconsciously hugged the child in her arms, because she felt that Tingxi tightened her body after hearing Lin Qianqian's voice, which was a sign of fear.