The lop-eared rabbit doesn't want to go to the battlefield [Interstellar]

After Ning Wan finished speaking, she stretched out her hand and rubbed Tang Yao's hair like Tang Qizheng, "Don't hold on, you're sleepy, go to sleep first."

After eating, he was already so sleepy that he had to listen to her, and he obviously didn't believe that he was a child of the Tang family.

In fact, the degree of genetic matching is so high that it fully meets the criteria for paternity determination. They are indeed the biological parents of this child.

For this, they can only take it slowly, let the child gradually adapt to this family, and they will slowly prove it to him.

At that time, when the couple saw the child's genetic matching data, they were actually very shocked. No matter from which point of view, they should not have left any children outside.

However, the fact happened.

The child is so suspicious now, it must be that the old politician Tang Qizheng tried him, Ning Wan couldn't help but gritted her teeth, she must settle the score with the old politician later, this child called her aunt politely just now, really!

It was not Xiao Nineteen's fault that they were left out, so why didn't the old politicians think about who used their genome without their knowledge, and what method they used, when they did not provide ancient gene breeding With support, Xiao Nineteen was created!

What worries Ning Wan the most is whether Xiao Nineteen will have any sequelae in the future.

What is even more worrying is how Xiao Jiu grew up without an ID code in the past 20 years.

Just thinking about it made her inexplicably sad.

Moreover, just half a day ago, this child was attacked by a silicon flame beast...

Ning Wan raised her hand suddenly, pressed her sore nose with her knuckles, looked at Tang Yao who was rubbing her eyes with her head down, and said, "Shall I arrange a doctor for you tomorrow?"

doctor?Tang Yao took his hand away and looked up at Ning Wan suspiciously.

"When I encountered the Silicon Flame Beast before, I was frightened. Is there any discomfort, whether it is physical or mental." Ning Wan worried that he would have some kind of post-traumatic stress disorder.

Tang Yao understood that it was the psychological counseling mentioned in the notices on the battleship. He felt that he probably didn't need it, so he shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

"Okay, then don't arrange it for now, but if you feel uncomfortable, please tell me."

Tang Yao nodded and stood up. The robot butler, Lao Ou, had already walked to his side, ready to take him to the room.

Tang Yao glanced at something super eye-catching on the sofa next to Ning Wan, licked his lips, finally made up his mind, raised his finger, and said, "Can I use that pillow?"

Although he doesn't need any doctor for psychological counseling, he wants his long hair. The sense of security that long hair brings to him is unmatched by anything.

It's just that, at present, he can't become a lop-eared rabbit.

Ning Wan turned her head to look at the long-haired white pillow on the sofa, grabbed it with her hand, and handed it to Tang Yao, "Just hug it if you like it."

Tang Yao grabbed the pillow, smiled at Ning Wan, and followed the robot butler.

As soon as Tang Yao left, Ning Wan immediately placed an order together with the optical brain, and bought dozens of white long-haired pillows of various sizes at once. After confirming the order, Ning Wan connected Tang Qizheng's communicator .

When Tang Qizheng's serious face appeared, Ning Wan snorted and said coldly, "Old politician, what did you say to Xiao Nineteen?! I warn you, don't treat my son like you do with government affairs!"

Tang Qizheng knew he was wrong. After seeing Tang Yao's reaction, he knew that no matter who created Tang Yao, Tang Yao himself didn't know about it. He didn't even think that he was a child of the Tang family.

"Tang Yao, his name is Tang Yao." Tang Qizheng knew he was wrong, so he changed the topic directly.

"Tang Yao? You started it?" Ning Wan glanced at him.

"He said it himself." Tang Qizheng smiled.

Ning Wan laughed immediately, "Did you change the name for him?"

Tang Qizheng nodded, and Ning Wan snorted, "You did the right thing."

"What about little nineteen?"

"Sleep, I have endured a lot of things this day, and I am so tired." Ning Wan said with a sigh.

"Well, then I have a meeting first."

Ning Wan simply turned off the communicator.

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Tang Yao, who was sleeping, mumbled unconsciously: My fur...