Yan Mubei didn't know how others taught his son, he just thought that the little emperor of his family was too difficult to teach.
Just as he lifted his forehead and rolled his eyes and was about to faint, Colin suddenly rushed forward and hugged him, rubbing: "Die, I love you, don't be angry with Colin again, okay? Die, Die."
My son is so young that he can pick it up and throw it away with one hand.
Because he was so small, so fragile and powerless, his heart was trembling and loving.
The man pulled out the little spot in his arms, placed it on his thighs, and sat it, holding his little shoulder with both hands.
Such a thin hand bone seemed to break as long as he used some force.
Colin looked at his father, his eyes dark and bright, so beautiful and charming.
Such a delicate little man makes no one get angry.
The angry man suddenly calmed down and said, "I'm not angry, Colin doesn't have to worry."
"But I don't play with me, and I always hide in the room."
"I'm not comfortable."
"abdomen?"
"Um."
Colin stopped talking, he tilted his head to look at his father.
After watching for a while, he struggled to jump out of bed and ran away.
Seeing this, Yan Mubei wanted to call him, but after thinking about it, he would let him go.
You must continue to pretend to be sick and uncomfortable, otherwise he would think his father would be the one who could not be beaten to death.
Repair yourself every now and then.
Thinking of this, Yan Mubei fell asleep again, and had nothing to do anyway, so he had a good sleep.
The man who had just fallen heard the sound of his son's footsteps and ran back till the ground.
Yan Mubei sat up and saw his son handing his little hand to him. He opened it and there were a few pills lying inside.
Yan Mubei →_→.
Do you want to harm your dad again?
"Die, this is a gastrointestinal pill. You won't have stomachache after taking it." As he said that, he poured the pills in his little hand into his palm, and then ran to the bedside table to pour tea.
Yan Mubei looked at his little figure and saw that he carefully held up the teapot with both hands and carefully poured out the boiled water inside.
Fill the empty water cup with half, then turn around and walk back with the water cup: "Dear, boiled water is here, you can take the medicine quickly."
The child held the water cup in both hands and looked at him with a pious and innocent look, with a lot of worry hidden inside.
He looked down at the pills on his palm, which were round and small, and he could tell at a glance that it was gastrointestinal medicine.
Besides, he felt that his son would not mess with him again in front of him, so the medicine was naturally true.
He had thought that his son would apologize, would pester and act coquettishly, but he never thought that he was so considerate.
Knowing that his stomach was uncomfortable, he brought him gastrointestinal medicine and poured him tea and medicine himself.
Such a heartwarming son moved Yan Mubei in an instant.
He put his palms in his palms, held the pills tightly, and then bent down to hold his son and put him on his body.
The man's handsome face was soft, and his eyes instantly became loving: "Silly, you're okay, you don't have to worry."
He gently stroked his son's face with his other hand.
This beautiful little face is so similar to him.
When my mother dug out photos of him and Lin Qianqian before, they were shocked when she showed them to him and Lin Qianqian.
It felt like a pair of twins. No wonder my mother said when she first saw Colin, that this was the grandson of their Yan family.