"Come on, let Aunt Yaoyao smell it, did our Yueyue eat honey today?
Why is our little mouth so sweet?
After Ye Taoyao finished speaking, she put her nose close to Lu Qingyue and sniffed hard.
Then her eyes lit up and she lowered her head and pecked Lu Qingyue's small mouth gently, looking like she was enjoying it.
"Well, it smells so good.
It turns out that we, Yueyue, really ate honey today."
Hearing Ye Taoyao's words, Lu Qingyue couldn't help but giggle.
She raised her head proudly and said with a proud look on her face.
"Yueyue didn't eat honey until today.
Yueyue is already fragrant."
Lu Qingyue's funny words made everyone in the living room burst into laughter.
When an average child is one year old, he or she can only speak some simple sentences or simply call daddy and mommy.
But Lu Jiye and Lu Qingyue are only one year old, but they can speak a lot.
Lu Jingchen blamed Xu Lei for their language talents.
After Lu Jingchen goes to work, Xu Lei usually takes care of the two children.
Xu Lei always talks a lot, so Lu Jiye and Lu Qingyue talk so much.
In Lu Jingchen's opinion, it's all because of Xu Lei. .
Song Mobei, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked at Lu Jiye and Lu Qingyue in front of him, with a trace of sadness in his eyes.
Yoyo, do you know your child is so old now, but why are you still unwilling to wake up?
A year has passed, can you bear to let them wait like this?
Song Mobei pushed his wheelchair closer to Lu Jingchen, looked up at Lu Jiye in his arms, and said.
"I haven't seen Xiaoye for a long time.
Come and give me a hug."
Hearing this, Lu Jingchen subconsciously bent down and handed the child in her arms to Song Mobei.
Unexpectedly, Lu Jiye's childish voice sounded in her arms.
"Daddy hugs me, uncle's legs hurt, and uncle can't hug Xiaoye."
After Lu Jiye finished speaking, he reached out and hugged Lu Jingchen's neck tightly.
Hearing Lu Jiye's words, Song Mobei couldn't help but be startled, his eyes suddenly warmed up, he subconsciously looked at his legs, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised a nice curve.
Is Lu Jiye worried about his legs, so he doesn't want him to hug him?
Thinking of this, Song Mobei couldn't help but look at Lu Jiye and shook his head indifferently.
"Uncle's legs don't hurt and he can hold Xiaoye."
His legs have begun to recover slowly, but they are just not fully recovered yet.
Holding Lu Jiye will not have any impact.
"Wait until uncle's leg is healed, then I can hold Xiaoye."
Lu Jiye looked at Song Mobei with persistence.
Song Mobei couldn't help but nodded helplessly.
"Okay, listen to Xiaoye."
Thinking that Lu Jiye was still a little baby who didn't understand anything, but he knew how to care about his legs.
Song Mobei felt warm and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.
If something like this hadn't happened to Song Qingyou, then Lu Jiye and Lu Qingyue would have been the happiest children in the world.
But now, they don't feel any maternal love, let alone understand what maternal love is.
They should obviously be children who are loved by thousands of people, but they are so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.
Hearing the strangeness in Song Mobei's voice, Jian Ruoxi couldn't help but patted his shoulder comfortingly, but her eyes slowly became a little moist.
Jian Ruoxi knew how Song Mobei was feeling at the moment.
Lu Jiye and Lu Qingyue were Song Qingyou's children, and Song Qingyou was his most beloved sister.
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Now seeing Lu Jiye being so sensible, Song Mobei felt warm and warm in his heart.
It will be more of a heartache.
Lu Jiye was supposed to be the favored son of the emperor in the capital, but now he was only one year old.
Not only did he not have the innocence of a child, he was also extremely well-behaved, sensible, and caring.
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