Mr. Xi only married but not in love

The baby leaned on Jing Yu's shoulder, looking around with his head, remembering everything around him in his mind, and also full of curiosity about everything around him, because this is where his mother lives.

I don't know if my mother lives here well. After being separated from my father for so long, there will be no other people around me.

If there is someone else in Mom's house, what should he be called?
What about his dad?
Are you going to face someone soon?Although his father always has a cold face, his heart is still quite warm, but if he had to choose, he still wanted to choose his mother.

At that time, he will follow his mother, and occasionally call his father again, and the video call will be completed.

Mom smells really good.

Jing Yu didn't know why his neck was suddenly held tighter by the little boy. She thought he was afraid of going to a new environment, so she patted him on the shoulder.

"It's okay, it's here."

Jing Yu opened the electronic door, carried the little boy in and put him on the ground, ready to comfort him a few more words, but he could see his big black and white eyes looking around, full of curiosity.

I thought to myself that the little boy was more courageous after all, and she lived alone, and the facilities in the rented apartment were not bad, so it should reduce his fear.

Jing Yu planned to let him observe for a while, walk around, and familiarize himself with the surrounding environment. Just as he was about to bend down to pick up the house shoes, a small figure in front of him crouched down first, took out the house shoes and put them on the at her feet.

Her heart softened, and she squatted on the ground to support his arm straight: "Take it as your own home, don't be restrained."

As soon as Jing Yu said it, he nodded quickly as if he understood, his dusty little face was covered with a tender smile.

Jing Yu found a pair of spare shoes for him, and he quickly put them on without saying a word. At this moment, she couldn't tell what she was feeling inside.

This little boy is too well-behaved, he may not be even two years old, but he can do whatever he says, and even guessed her movements. He should have been carefree at the beginning, but he was forced to grow up. To precocious.

At this time, she wanted to be even more kind to this little boy who was less than two years old.

"What do you want to eat? It seems that there are only noodles left at home. After a little washing, I will go to the supermarket to buy something. Do you want to go with me?"

"Good~"

The baby watched Jing Yu enter the kitchen and was busy in the kitchen. He turned his head and looked around, with a bright smile on his lips.

It's because he thinks too much.

There is no one else in the mother's room, let alone a man. Here is where the mother lives alone. There is only one cup, and there are only mother's shoes in the shoe cabinet.

It is very likely to live with mom and dad in the future~!

After eating a bowl of noodles, Jing Yu went to wash his face and remove the makeup from his face.

He came to the little boy who was eating noodles and explained: "I have makeup on my face, so it is a little different, don't worry, don't be afraid, this is me, I am the aunt just now."

Holding the spoon, the baby nodded in a daze, but was not much afraid.

Because I had already checked the address before coming here, Fang Fuqian's sister checked it, compared the two people, and later found out that my mother joined the Jing family, and the name was Jing Siran.

His surname is Jing, and he still lives in this place, so he's sure his mother is right.

Now my mother is still in contact with my father. If the relationship gets better, maybe we can live together in the future.

So he wasn't surprised at all.

"You look good, so pretty."

"Thank you, eat it while it's hot, and I'll go find some clothes for you."

"Okay~" It's not convenient to eat noodles with a spoon, does mom think he can't use chopsticks?

Jing Yu said to look for clothes, but the closet was full of her own clothes, each of which was too big for a little boy, so after thinking about it, she took out a few clothes to modify.

When it was about to end, Jing Yu realized that the little boy was standing beside him at some point, his big black and white eyes were staring straight at him, and there was still a smile on his face that hadn't faded.

"Is this my mother's clothes, repaired for me?"

Jing Yu paused the hand holding the needle, and his face gradually became serious. He just wanted to tell him not to call him mother.

But the little boy seemed to be frightened by his serious appearance, his big eyes were full of tears, and he bit his lip halfway, so that she couldn't say the words that came to her lips.

It took a long time to answer.

"...It's for you."

"thanks Mom."

Hearing him yell again, Jing Yu's goose bumps all over his body stood up layer by layer, and his heart was throbbing.

She sewed the last few stitches with shaking hands, and handed it to him: "Go and try it, see if it works."

When the little boy turned around, Jing Yu couldn't hold back his tears anymore, fearing that he would be seen, he quickly got up and went to the bathroom, closed the bathroom door, squatted on the ground and wept bitterly.

I'm sorry, baby, it's mom who's sorry for you.

It's your mother who didn't protect you.

Jing Yu didn't dare to cry for too long, and let the little boy stand outside alone. Such a big place would make him feel scared. After washing his face, he got up and walked out with hot water.

The little boy stood in front of the full-length mirror, looking left and right.

A white T-shirt was shrunk down to a small size, but it was still a bit too big for the little boy, as if he was wearing a small skirt, but fortunately, it didn't feel too inconsistent.

"Come on, take a shower, the hot water has been put on."

"Okay, mom's clothes are really nice, can you change a few more?"

Hearing the little boy calling his mother again, Jing Yu didn't know how to correct him, so he could only respond according to his words: "Your clothes are too big, my handicraft is not very good, I'd better buy new ones later. "

"……Oh."

Jing Yu brought the baby to the bathtub. The baby cherished it and took off his clothes carefully to avoid getting dust on his face. Then he walked into the bathtub and splashed water on his face first.

Most of the dust was washed away, revealing her white and tender face with fine powder.

He raised his head and smiled at her, with a slight dimple beside his smile.

At that moment, Jing Yu's heart skipped a beat.

An inexplicable feeling of familiarity rose up, and she always felt that she had seen this face before, but she couldn't remember it for a while, but the only thing she could be sure of was.

She was definitely familiar with this face.

Jing Yu frowned: "Have we been there before? What's your name?"

It would be easier to remember if there was a name.