"Ye Li, not allowed to move." Feng Yan scolded sinking.
"You are crazy! How big is the night, how old is your son? Don't let it, do you want to watch Yi beating?" Su Hanyan shouted loudly.
With a worried expression on her face, with the fierce battle, she was rich.
Feng Yan glanced at her unhappy, "You know, that's my son."
"Yeah! What happened to your son? Can't I care about it? Then you still care about my brother, do you just flatten each other?"
Su Hanyan stared in the past in anger.
Feng Yan looked at her, and suddenly the cold face melted like ice and snow, softened.
He ignored her and continued to observe the two children who played in front of him.
"Ms. Lin, being able to get the adult's own hands is the honor of Ye Li." Chi Yu's respectful voice sounded behind Su Hanyan.
"But……"
"Young Master can only be competent in the future in the future. Ye Li must be strong enough to be worthy of the master who follows him."
"But……"
Su Hanyan really didn't know how to explain her mood at this time. She just wanted Feng Yi to be a ordinary child.
She just wants Feng Yi to have a childhood as happy and happy as other children.
"ah……"
She heard Feng Yi shouting, and then the bamboo knife in his hand wanted to raise it, and the fierce offensive was extremely fast.
The bamboo knife collided, and a series of offensives in the next second were almost in one go.
The younger man was not high at night, but the bamboo knife in his hand hit the wrist of Ye Li.
"Dang Dang"
Ye Li's wrist was numb, his hand was loosened, and the bamboo knife fell to the ground.
The victory and defeat have been divided, and he took a step back to the back, and he took a gift with Feng Yi.
It was finally over, and Su Hanyan's heart was relieved.
"Yi ..."
She flew over, squatted in front of Fengyi, and looked at him gently, "Yi, what's your injury?"
She took the bamboo knife in his hand, and Chi Yu stepped forward.
Then, she opened Fengyi's palm, and the tied hands bandage had exuded the red blood.
Su Hanyan only felt unbearable, trembling and asked, "Doesn't it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt!" Feng Yi shook his head sensible.
"How can it not hurt? It will definitely hurt ..." Su Hanyan's eyes cried with tears, holding him into his arms, "Yi, why is it so sensible? You can cry, you can say no, you can say no
You can like it, you can love, can you laugh, do you understand? "
She looked at Feng Yi's white face full of sweaty beads, and her tears suddenly fell into a face.
Feng Yi looked at her, raised her little hand, and gently wiped her tears in her eyes.
"Thank you Auntie!"
His matureness made Su Hanyan's heart extremely sour. She resisted his forehead with his forehead and closed his eyes. "Yi, Auntie distressed."
Really, she was distressed.
So the weak child, just for the cold position in the future, do you have to give all your feelings?
"Master ..." Ye Li took the medicine box.
"I'm here ..." Su Hanyan wiped his tears, and when he was going to get the medicine box, he heard Feng Yan coldly, "Let him come."
"You ..." Su Hanyan glanced at Feng Yan angrily, and his complexion was pale, "Is there a dad like you? Are you still a man?"