"If I were to see you, I would definitely stand up from the wheelchair and run towards you."
Somehow, when everyone looked at the medical miracle in front of them, this sentence came to mind...
silence.
Silence is the live broadcast room this morning.
The barrage was stunned for two seconds before it started to be viewed crazily.
[Damn? It turns out her son is not disabled?]
[Trying attention to win sympathy, right? Yan Yueliang has understood the flow of traffic!"]
[What kind of traffic can a little baby understand? It’s not what Yan Yueqing said he did!]
[If she even takes advantage of her own son, is she worthy of being a mother?]
[Brothers have done a good job, Yan Biao deserves to be scolded! But be careful when you scold, whoever wants to scold Yan Wan, don’t blame me for taking action.]
[God is unfair, why does a rotten person like Yan Yueqing have such a beautiful son, but I have nothing? Why don’t you, Yan Yueqing, consider sending your son to me to raise? He will definitely be whiter and fatter than the one you raise now.
T^T]
[What are the camera crew doing? The little baby has gone far away, don’t be dumbfounded, hurry up and follow!]
Che Ting seemed to have come to her senses after seeing this barrage, and called for everyone to come in together.
The living room is large and the corridor is quite long.
Several bedroom doors opened together, letting the sunlight shine on the marble floor. The mother and son stood there, giving them a hazy filtered beauty.
Yan Yueqing just took a shower. Her long and curly black hair was hanging behind her head, and the tail was a little wet.
Seeing them, he said politely: "You are here, sit down wherever you want."
Then he squatted down, looked at Yan Wang's level, and said in a gentle tone: "I remember I just put a rubber band on the table. Did you see it, baby?"
Yan Wan's cold lips raised a faint smile.
He raised his hand and pulled up his sleeve.
On the exposed slender wrist, there is a black rubber band tied with a bow.
[What is the camera doing? Come on, come on, come on! 】
[Hey, my boyfriend is twenty-eight years old and he has never worn my rubber band on his hand! How old is this little guy? He actually wears a rubber band on his own initiative?]
[Did he smile just now? Right? Although it was short-lived, I saw it! 】
[Why is there such a warm and lovely baby woohoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.
Yan Yueqing said unexpectedly: "It turns out that the baby was put away for the mother? How awesome!"
As he spoke, he carefully took off the rubber band from his son's hand, simply pulled his hair back, turned his head and asked, "How is it? Does it look good?"
Yan Wan looked at it seriously for two seconds, his expression focused.
After thinking for a moment, he reached out, put it into his pocket, took out a small hair ornament full of diamonds, and buried it in his mother's temple.
The already dazzling beauty is made even more dazzling by this small hair accessory.
Yan Yueqing said sweetly: "Thank you, baby!"
The barrage was about to pass out.
[How can there be such a clever kid?! He is so cold and cold on the outside, but he is gentle, attentive and warm in private?! Is it too late for me to give birth to a daughter now? 】
[Go away, don’t fight with me! Baby, look at my aunt, I’m only twenty years old, I can still wait for you for ten years!]
[Damn it, my maternal love turned sour on the spot. 】
[Who said before that Yan Yueqing relied on his son to gain popularity? This needs to be improved? I declare unilaterally that I can watch a hundred issues on a daily basis! 】
【You are not alone!】
After dressing up as a mother, Yan Wan was in a good mood. He walked back to the wheelchair and sat down. He clicked his fingers slightly and started walking around the living room.
Yan Yueqing smiled and said, "What do you think of this wheelchair, baby?"
