Betty held Colin's little arm and found a comfortable place in his arms, and fell asleep in a short while.
Lin Qianqian carried the two of them into her arms again and gently patted her son on the back: "Colin, go to bed too."
"Are you here tonight?" The little guy looked at his mother in disbelief.
"Of course, I want to sleep with my handsome guy and beautiful girl."
Lin Qianqian tapped the tip of her nose, then stroked Betty's long hair, with a gentle and kind look.
He has two children, Jiang Siqiong and Yang Taotao. He lives by her side with four children.
They are all so beautiful and cute, and they will be filled with joy if they only need a glance.
Lin Qianqian really likes it, especially her son.
Smart and beautiful, independent and well-behaved, never cause trouble for yourself.
And he knew how to take care of other children, just like his sister suddenly had a stomachache just now, and he ran back with her sister on her back.
At that time, she and Yan Mubei only had Yan Zinuo in their hearts. They didn't bother to see him running angry, but he obediently went back to the room to take a shower and sleep.
Look, he never causes trouble for them, of course, except when he wants to cause trouble.
Afterwards, they learned from Yan Zinuo that his son ran half of the garden with his sister on his back.
Oh my God, how tired that is.
Colin smiled sweetly: "Mommy, I love you."
"I love Colin too." She leaned forward and gently kissed his face.
The little guy closed his eyes happily and fell asleep soon after.
Lin Qianqian's eyes fell on his tightly clenched little hand. She reached out to pick up his little hand and opened it one by one.
I saw four or five scratches on the palm of my little hand. Because of the washing, the wound was a little white.
Seeing this, Lin Qianqian couldn't help but feel ache in her heart.
Silly child, why don’t you tell her?
If she hadn't felt that he had been clenching his fists, it would have been a little strange that she wouldn't have thought of opening it to see it.
If she had not opened it to see it, she would not have found his small wound.
She thought for a while, lifted the quilt and rolled up his pajamas.
Sure enough, the same small wound was found in the knee.
These wounds should have fallen halfway while carrying their sister back to the house.
At this moment, Colin slowly opened his eyes, and asked as if he was asleep and awake, "Sister, is she okay?"
"It's much better, you're with her."
"Oh, that's fine."
After saying that, he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep again.
Lin Qianqian couldn't help but chuckled. She covered the quilt back on his little body, then slowly moved out of the bed, and walked out of the room on tiptoe.
I happened to meet Yan Mubei who came out to find her, and the man asked, "Where is Colin?"
"Just just went to bed, hey, his little hands and knees were injured, but this silly child didn't say it." Lin Qianqian's voice was low, a little sad and worried.
Sometimes my son is too independent and self-centered, and she seems useless and irresponsible as a mother.
"Maybe I don't want you to worry, wait a moment, I'll get the medicine box." The man fell on her palm and gently stroked her.
Afterwards, Yan Mubei came back with the medicine box and they entered the child's room again.
Yan Mubei lifted the quilt, dug up his son and hugged him, and carefully treated the wounds on his palms and knees.
While feeling drowsy, Colin slowly opened his eyes.