Abao was still young, was injured, and his physical development was still at the level of three years old.
He also lost his parents when he was young and became an orphan.
It was inevitable that he would feel some blame and resentment.
Children always have these tempers.
"I'm sorry."
Feng Tianlan looked at him and smiled lovingly, "Mother will cure you."
She will double compensate for the maternal love and care that has been missing in the past few years.
When Abao saw her apologizing, he felt even weirder.
He felt that he had made trouble unreasonably and hurt her heart.
But at the same time, he felt that he was right and that he should bear this apology.
After all, it was extremely difficult for him to get through like this from an orphan.
How could he be like this if his parents were here.
Abao was extremely conflicted at this time, so he lowered his head and said nothing.
Feng Tianlan held Abao's chubby little hand and said, "Abao, although I don't know why I missed these five years, my unborn child is really your father's, and he is also truly his father's.
Your brother or sister."
Abao lowered his eyes and said nothing.
He was still afraid of hurting her heart by speaking, so he simply remained silent.
"In the past, you always whispered that you wanted a sister."
Feng Tianlan couldn't help laughing when she remembered that Abao even drugged her to give him a sister.
She held Abao's hand and went back to the inn, talking about interesting things from the past.
Abao has always been silent.
He has heard his father say these things, but he was still young at that time.
How did it feel to hear it at that time?
At that time, while listening to his father talking about his mother, he thought about her appearance and even felt happy.
And now listen Abao couldn't help but raise his little head and looked up at Feng Tianlan, who had a soft expression under the moonlight and exuded an aura of motherly love.
At this time, he actually felt happy.
Feng Tianlan felt Abao looking at her, so she lowered her head and smiled lovingly.
Abao immediately turned away his face, and then withdrew his hand, "I've grown up and can go on my own."
Feng Tianlan originally wanted to hold Abao's hand, but his words made her afraid to reach out again.
If what A Bao said is true, then A Bao should be eight-nine years old at this time.
He has indeed grown up, but his body still looks like a three or four year old.
This is a blow to A Bao.
"I will definitely cure you."
Feng Tianlan promised.
Abao opened his mouth, but he didn't hit her.
He wanted to see what step she would go to to cure him.
Back at the inn, Abao insisted on getting another room by himself and refused to let Feng Tianlan sleep with him.
He behaved like a big child.
Feng Tianlan thought about his actual age, but she didn't force him, so she followed him and gave him a few words of advice before leaving.
However, even though she left, she did not go back to the room, but stayed outside the door.
Only in this way could she feel at ease, and she also wanted to stay until dawn.
Only in this way would she feel that this was real and not just a matter of time.
A dream.
Abao originally wanted to call the guards, but seeing that Feng Tianlan had been guarding the door, he had no chance, so he had to fall asleep with complicated feelings.
Feng Tianlan stayed outside the door all night.
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At dawn, she left and went to the kitchen to make something for Ah Bao.
As soon as she left, Po immediately called the guards in.
The guard who had been guarding not far away came in through the window, looked at the young and tender Abao, held his hands in his hands and shouted respectfully, "Master National Preceptor."
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