Drifting Towards You

Although Meng Xiaolan thought this way in her heart, she didn't show it on her face.

Instead, after helping to take care of Mu Beiting, he took a storybook and sat down.

Although it was taking care of her, she didn't need her or anything. After all, there were servants in the Mu family, and the old lady and Lu Zhixuan were both there, so she couldn't do anything.

It's just a water on the side, a hand, and something.

"Years, will Aunt Meng tell you stories, OK?" Meng Xiaolan said softly, and she didn't feel annoying in the exceptionally quiet ward.

Year after year, just staring blankly at Mu Beiting on the hospital bed, Baozi's big eyes flickered and said nothing.

Seeing this, Meng Xiaolan seemed to have gotten used to it, and she said softly, "How about we tell the story of the tortoise and the hare today?"

Before she could respond, she began to recite the story.

Mrs. Mu and Ms. Lu did not stop either.

"Once upon a time, in a lush forest, there was a group of animals..."

She has a gentle voice, which is technically even nice.

But only to speak, every year he raised his fleshy hands and covered his ears.

Meng Xiaolan was a little embarrassed for a while, and she couldn't figure out how such a small child became a superb.

It was a bit embarrassing for a while, and I didn't know whether to continue reading.

Mrs. Mu on the side said, "Fine, don't read if he doesn't like listening to you."

"Yes." Meng Xiaolan was not annoyed, she nodded and put away the book, but she couldn't help but wander around her body year after year.

This child is really cute, but his temper is really annoying.

However, he looked very much like Mu Beiting, and he didn't know who his biological mother was.

Although Meng Xiaolan was curious, she knew that this was not what she should ask, so she suppressed her curiosity again.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the sunlight from outside the window came in obliquely, covering the hospital bed, covering the man on the hospital bed with a halo, softening his cold face a bit.

Meng Xiaolan couldn't help but lose her mind.

I didn't think there was anything when I hadn't been in contact before, after all, there is no shortage of good-looking men in this world.

But now that she came into contact with her, she felt a bit hated for her original highness and holding her airs, otherwise it would not have been Su Xiangwan that had come into his eyes now.

Still staring at Mu Beiting year after year, for fear of missing him a blink.

Mrs. Mu sighed straight for fear that his half-old child would be tired.

But he is young and stubborn, and his temper is not small. If anyone does not let him stay here, he will start to make noise.

Suddenly, Nian Nian's eyes widened a bit.

The round grape eyes were dark and bright, and he fixedly looked at Mu Beiting for a few seconds, slid down the chair and turned his head and ran out.

Meng Xiaolan took a look and quickly got up.

Mrs. Mu and Ms. Lu also hurriedly followed: "Oh, my dear, where are you going!"

Meng Xiaolan is young and close, so she moves fast.

After following a few steps, he caught up with Nian Nian's short legs, and immediately grabbed him: "What can Nian Nian say to Aunt Meng?"

Year after year, she wrung her delicate brows and began to shake her hands.

However, he is so young that he can't get rid of it at all.

Meng Xiaolan tried to pick him up, but as soon as she touched her hand, she started crying every year.

Although he didn't drop half a drop of Golden Peas, his voice resounded throughout the hospital.

Meng Xiaolan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, so she had to withdraw her hand in a shameless manner.

Year after year is also a good skater. As soon as she closed his hand, he stopped crying, ran out from under her hand, and ran swayingly towards the end of the office with his short legs.