Abao blinked and immediately lifted the quilt, then put his chubby hand on Feng Tianlan's leg and pressed it with all his strength, "When daddy was here, he would rub mommy's legs every day.
He said that if he didn't walk every day, he would forget his feelings.
Ah Bao was so useless that he never even massaged his mother's legs.
"Abao, no need, I'll do it myself."
Feng Tianlan stretched out her hand to stop Abao.
A Bao shook his head vigorously and pressed harder, "No, A Bao will do it by himself.
Daddy can do it, so can A Bao.
Moreover, A Bao is also particular about acupuncture points.
Mother, you must trust A Bao."
Feng Tianlan tried to stop her several times, but Abao refused.
He insisted on massaging her with his little hands.
Her chubby little face soon started to sweat and she was panting, but Abao still didn't stop.
Looking at Abao's serious and hard-working profile, Feng Tianlan couldn't help but think of Si Mobai.
As A Bao said, since she couldn't walk with her legs, as long as Mo Bai was around, he would massage her legs in the morning and before going to bed, hoping that one day she would feel her legs, or someday.
After detoxification, my legs can walk normally again soon.
Look, Mo Bai is like this, he has thought everything out in advance.
Mo Bai and Abao are the two men she cares about most.
As long as they are around, you are happy.
When A Bao was massaging vigorously, he also injected spiritual power, hoping to make her feel better as much as possible.
"Abao, it's okay.
I'll get out of bed and try first."
Feng Tianlan felt heartbroken as she watched the sweat dripping down Abao's tender cheeks.
It's heartwarming that A Bao is so sensible at such a young age.
Abao panted, but pressed it carefully, "Just a few more moments, it will be almost done, mother, don't worry, you have to press for enough time, Abao knows it well."
"No, I think we can go."
Feng Tianlan said distressedly.
Abao raised his head and glanced at Feng Tianlan, then lowered his head and continued to press, with a look that showed no need for negotiation.
Feng Tianlan looked both distressed and relieved.
Speaking of it, A Bao's temper was really like that of Mo Bai.
Even at such a young age, he was so domineering.
He was worthy of being a father and son.
After pressing for another quarter of an hour, A Bao let go and was even more out of breath than before, "Mother, try it.
If it doesn't work, we are not in a hurry.
A Bao will try hard to press her legs until the day she can walk." ” If his father is not here, then he has to take care of his mother in his place, because he is a little man.
Feng Tianlan raised her hand to wipe the sweat from Abao's face with her sleeve, and smiled, "Yeah."
A Bao works so hard and is so well-behaved.
She can't let him down.
She really can't let him down.
Feng Tianlan slowly moved her legs.
Speaking of which, after Abao had massaged her for so long, her legs didn't feel much.
However, her heart felt as sweet as honey.
I feel that with Abao here, no matter how hard or tiring the days are, they are always sweet.
A silver needle appeared slightly on the tip of his finger, and pierced his thigh where Abao couldn't see it.
A slight tingling sensation came, not very noticeable, but it was indeed much better than before.
Feng Tianlan found an acupuncture point and inserted it again.
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The pain was a little more intense just now, but her legs had already moved to the edge of the bed and hung down.
Abao didn't care about resting, climbed out of bed, picked up the embroidered shoes, put them on Feng Tianlan seriously and carefully, looked up at her, "Mother, it's okay."
After saying that, he looked around again, afraid of something on the ground
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