Guan Zhixing noticed from a distance that his master looked wrong, so he hurriedly stepped forward to support him.
"What's wrong with you?"
The stinging pain in his head suddenly disappeared. Ye Moyan straightened up, his face slightly cold, "It's okay."
Guan Zhixing watched his master leave, his brows slightly furrowed.
study.
Ye Moyan twisted the Buddhist beads in his hand, his beautiful face hidden in the shadows, dim and unclear.
Why is it that every time I meet this woman, there is always a strange tingling sensation in my brain?
This is already the second time.
Ye Moyan frowned slightly, his eyes thoughtful.
…
Ling Xuewei lived in the main building, taking care of the little guy during the day, eating, drinking medicine, and playing with him. At night, when he fell asleep, he would go back to his room to rest.
Under Ling Xuewei's care, the little guy recovered quickly and was full of life soon.
I originally thought that the little guy had recovered, but on this day, he suddenly felt uncomfortable again.
When Ye Moyan came, A Yuan was nestling in Ling Xuewei's arms, groaning uncomfortably.
"Which one is uncomfortable? Here or here?"
Ling Xuewei asked anxiously, touched his forehead again to make sure he didn't have a fever, and then checked other parts of him.
A Yuan buried his head in Ling Xuewei's arms and couldn't coax him out. He would hum from time to time. Ye Moyan looked at it for a while and couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
"Strange, how can I not find the problem..."
Ling Xuewei whispered softly.
I don’t have a fever, and I don’t look like I’m hungry. What’s wrong?
Suddenly, his arms were empty, and Ye Moyan picked up the small dumplings and threw them directly on the bed.
It's really used and thrown away, not gentle at all.
"what you do?"
Ye Moyan ignored it and just said lightly, "Still pretending?"
Ling Xuewei was startled.
The little dumpling in his arms froze, and then his face appeared pitifully, his big watery eyes blinking, and he felt guilty.
He didn't complain about pain or yell, he just dragged Ling Xuewei pitifully, like an abandoned little puppy.
Ling Xuewei immediately couldn't laugh or cry.
Is there anything you still don’t understand? It turns out that the little guy is pretending to be sick?
Ling Xuewei slapped his butt, "Why are you pretending to be sick? You didn't know we would be worried?"
"Sister Fairy, I'm sorry..."
The little guy was wilting. Seeing this, Ling Xuewei couldn't bear to blame him.
"Come down and stand still."
Ye Moyan said coldly, and the little guy pursed his lips, then got down from Ling Xuewei's arms and walked up to him with his head lowered and his head hunched.
"Lying and pretending to be sick, is this what I taught you?"
Ye Moyan's voice was deep, "Go to the study and face the wall to think about your mistakes. You are not allowed to come out without my order."
The little guy's eyes were red, but he still punished him honestly.
"Wait." Ling Xuewei started to stop him, hesitated for a moment, and finally persuaded, "A Yuan is not a naughty child. Maybe he has his own reasons for doing this?"
"No matter what the reason is, if it's wrong, it's wrong."
Ling Xuewei was angry, "He is only a three-year-old child. Did you ever think that doing this would cause harm to his soul?"
Do you think you are disciplining your subordinates? Three-year-old children are the most sensitive, and they are punished without asking anything.
"My son, it's not your turn to teach me."
Ye Moyan narrowed his eyes slightly.
Ling Xuewei was absolutely furious!
This tyrant! It is true to say that he is dictatorial!
"Sister Fairy, it's A Yuan's fault. A Yuan will go to collect the punishment. Don't quarrel with dad..."
A Yuan grabbed her anxiously, Xiao Tuanzi was so considerate, Ling Xuewei felt sour and warm in her heart.
Finally, A Yuan went to face the wall and think about it.
Ling Xuewei returned to her room angrily, hugging the pillow and beating it as if she were some hateful dog man.
How cute is this little guy? He is also considerate and considerate. He is very sensible at the age of three. How can an ordinary child be like this at the age of three? It would be better if he doesn’t make you angry every day!
She just couldn't understand why Ye Moyan didn't know how to cherish such a sensible and lovely son.
She didn't realize that her love for the little guy was far more than that of ordinary children.
The last estrangement in her heart disappeared because of the day-to-day interactions. At this moment, Ling Xuewei truly loved him.
At noon, Ling Xuewei opened the door and went downstairs, and saw a group of people walking in.
Judging from their clothes, they look like professors and tutors in the academy.
She made way without leaving any trace, and those people went straight to the second floor. Ling Xuewei didn't pay much attention, and went to the kitchen to find food, planning to deliver it to the little one quietly.
"Miss Ling, if you need anything, just ask me, why did you come here in person?"
The people in the kitchen rushed forward and were very enthusiastic.
"You guys should be busy and don't worry about me."
"But...well, if you need anything, just ask."
Ling Xuewei nodded.
This conversation happened to be heard by Sun Zhiyao in the distance. She snorted coldly and looked disdainful. They are a bunch of flatterers!
Sun Zhiyao was very angry after being scolded by Butler Gu that day. She originally wanted to take the opportunity to take revenge, but she didn't expect that she never had the chance in recent days. Now, this opportunity has just come!
She rolled her eyes, smiled coldly, and then sneaked out.
Ling Xuewei made some porridge, red bean cake and side dishes, and went upstairs.
The study that the little guy had been thinking about while facing the wall was on the second floor. By coincidence, it was across from Ye Moyan's room.
Ling Xuewei was afraid of being discovered, so she lowered her voice the whole time. She pushed the door in and saw the little guy standing against the wall, thinking about his past. When he heard the sound, he turned around and saw her, his eyes brightened, "Sister Fairy!"
"Shh, keep your voice down."
A Yuan hurriedly covered his mouth and nodded his head.
Ling Xuewei closed the door and walked over. A Yuan had already rushed over, "Sister Fairy, why are you here?"
A Yuan's milky voice sounded coquettish, jumping up and down, like a happy little rabbit.
"I'm here to bring you some food. Are you hungry?"
"Wow! It smells so good!"
"I know you're hungry. Come over and eat quickly. It won't get better after it gets cold." Ling Xuewei pinched his nose with a doting look on her face.
"But... Daddy punished me to face the wall and think about my faults, and I was not allowed to eat..." A Yuan blinked his big watery eyes.
"Then it's okay if we don't let him find out?"
"Hehe, that's right..."
The big one and the small one put their heads together, laughed, and started eating in a sneaky way.
Ling Xuewei's visit to the kitchen was just a pretext. She also took out a lot of delicious food from the space, including custard buns, crystal shrimp dumplings, steamed egg cakes, various delicious pickles, roast duck rolls...
Knowing that the little one had a big appetite, she was not afraid of leaving any leftovers. A Yuan, who had a huge appetite, swept up all the food she brought, and then hugged his stomach and burped with satisfaction.
He thought he was going to be hungry today, but it turned out that the fairy sister was the best to him...
After eating, Ling Xuewei began to eliminate the traces and wiped the little guy's mouth at the same time. Well, now it is no longer visible. (To be continued)