Song Nianchen, who had been sitting on a stool and looking in the direction of the convenience store, couldn't help but turn his head when he heard a familiar voice.
When he saw Song Qingyou running towards him, his face lit up.
"Mommy."
Song Nianchen jumped off the bench and ran towards Song Qingyou.
Song Qingyou knelt down and looked at Song Nianchen carefully for a moment.
When he was sure that there was nothing wrong with him, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Where have you been?
Didn't you follow Sister Qianqian all the time?
Do you know how worried Mommy and Sister Qianqian are about you?"
The slightly stern voice made Song Nianchen stand upright in aggrieved manner and said nothing.
After a while, his eyes were slightly red and he said in a low voice: "Mommy, I'm sorry, I won't dare to do it next time."
Song Nianchen also knew that it was his fault for running around that made Song Qingyou worried.
Seeing Song Nianchen's red eyes and the aggrieved look on his face, Song Qingyou couldn't help but soften her heart and soften her voice.
"Okay, remember not to run around next time, you know, otherwise mommy will be very worried.
Are you hungry?
Mommy will take you to eat something delicious."
Seeing that Song Qingyou was finally no longer angry, Song Nianchen couldn't help but stretched out his hand in front of her, pursed his lips and said coquettishly: "Mommy, my hand hurts, I need to huff."
Song Qingyou lowered his head and saw Song Nianchen's delicate little hands, the palms of which were scratched by stones, and his eyes tightened.
"Why are you hurt?"
"I just accidentally fell down."
Hearing this, Song Qingyou sighed secretly, lowered her head and blew lightly on his little hand, and asked with a distressed face.
"Does it still hurt?
Do you want mommy to take you to the doctor?"
As soon as Song Qingyou finished speaking, Song Nianchen couldn't help but be stunned.
Why did Mommy's words sound exactly like what the aunt said just now?
Song Nianchen suddenly felt something strange in his heart.
"It doesn't hurt anymore.
It doesn't hurt anymore when mommy is breathing."
He doesn't want to go to the doctor Seeing Song Nianchen's cute little appearance, Song Qingyou couldn't help but feel helpless and chuckled in his eyes.
"Eccentric."
Song Qingyou touched his head and said with a smile: "Let's go, Mommy will take you to eat delicious food."
"Yeah, yeah."
Lin Qian, who was on the side, finally felt relieved when she saw Song Nianchen appearing here.
She glanced at the handsome and sunny man standing next to Song Qingyou, who had not spoken a word, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes. he is Ye Guanqing, who was standing next to Song Qingyou, just stared at the little boy in front of Song Qingyou with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
This is the child of Song Qingyou and Lu Jingchen Ye Guanqing once heard Ye Taoyao mention this child, and it was indeed as she said, delicate and cute, and very smart.
However, he observed carefully for a long time and found that he did not look like Lu Jingchen, let alone Song Qingyou.
Especially those light brown eyes always gave him a feeling of déjà vu.
Thinking of Song Qingyou's painful expression in the coffee shop just now, Ye Guanqing put aside the doubts that suddenly rose in his heart and looked at her with worry.
"Yuyou, are you okay just now?
Do you want to go to the hospital for a checkup?"
Ye Guanqing lowered his head and glanced at Song Qingyou's slightly bulging belly.
He remembered that just now she was clutching her belly tightly and curling up with pain on her face.
Could it be the child in her belly?
Hearing the familiar voice, Song Qingyou remembered Ye Guanqing who suddenly appeared in the coffee shop.
She couldn't help but stand up, took Song Nianchen's little hand, looked at Ye Guanqing's sunny and handsome face, and asked with surprise: "How could you do this?
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