Dear Mr. Shi

She said in a dumb voice: "Forget it, I won't tell you, I can't tell you, anyway, with you, I only have to be bullied."

"Then I will let you bully me, bully whatever you want," Shi Yuhan hugged her from behind, rubbing her hair with thin lips, lowly and authentically.

The ambiguous action made Song Qinghuan stiffen, and then pushed him: "Don't mess with me, I tell you, I have to watch the baby tonight, and if something goes wrong, it will be terrible. I don't want anything to happen to the baby."

Shi Yuhan retracted his hand and put it in his trouser pocket, his eyes were as calm as water, but he couldn't hide a trace of burning inside. He jokingly said: "Huan'er, you want to be crooked, and you have to talk about me."

Song Qinghuan blushed immediately, with a cold "hum", turned to sleep on the bed, looked at the baby sideways, and stayed out of the cold when he ignored it.

After a while, Shi Yuhan also lay on the bed, hugging Song Qinghuan tightly from behind.

Song Qinghuan didn't follow her, and pushed her with her elbow, but instead of pushing away, Yuhan's hug tightened.

And she didn't do anything any more, closing her eyes halfway and half on the spot.

In the early morning of the next day, the two of them went to the clinic with their baby. The baby had completely gone from fever and returned to his former vigor.

In the afternoon, Shi Yuhan and Song Qinghuan were leaving.

Before getting in the car, Song Qinghuan's eyes searched all around, hoping to see the child's mother, and then come back and take the child away.

But until she got in the car, the "buzzing" sound of friction between the car and the ground, and driving forward, the child's mother still did not appear.

After a few dozen seconds of driving the car, a running figure suddenly appeared in the rearview mirror of the car, and a woman was chasing the car that kept it warm from the cold.

People, how could it be possible to run past the car, seeing the car getting farther and farther, the woman panicked, and she fell to the ground unexpectedly.

Regardless of the pain, she yelled heartbreakingly: "Stop! Give me my child back..."

This sound that resounded through the clouds finally succeeded in being heard by Shi Yuhan and Song Qinghuan.

They looked back and saw the woman who fell to the ground in a panic, and that woman was the baby's mother.

Song Qinghuan laughed. As soon as Shi Yuhan stopped the car, she hugged the child and got out of the car. The woman saw that the car had stopped, and Song Qinghuan hugged the child down, and quickly got up and rushed towards Song Qinghuan.

Standing in front of Song Qinghuan, without a breath of breath, he took her baby in one go: "Son, son, mom is back, mom is back, mom will never leave you again!"

When Shi Yuhan walked to Song Qinghuan's side, the woman had already left with her baby.

The tears in Song Qinghuan’s eyes flickered violently, looking at the direction the woman was leaving, and said in a dumb voice: "When you are against the cold, can you spare my mother Lu Meiyan, she is guilty, but she raised me and gave me the one who knew you Opportunity! Just as I repay her nurturing grace, let her go."

"Huan'er." Shi Yuhan frowned and called her in a low voice.

"Shi Yuhan, I want to know my life experience," Song Qinghuan suddenly hugged him with her long eyelashes trembling and closing.

The horror surged in my heart, and a string in my heart was suddenly affected, and a strange feeling rushed through my body.

This is the first time Song Qinghuan has embraced him and given trust in this way.

He curled his lips and smiled, glamorous, and hugged Song Qinghuan in his waist, whispering in her ear: "Okay!"

(PS: I wish you all a happy new year. Many little fairies will definitely say that we have passed the new year yesterday, so let's do it again today. Brother, I am a southerner, and the new year is 24, okay!)