Meat dumplings lie prone on the tea table, blinking big eyes and asking, “pupil pupil, what’s wrong with dad?”
udia rubbed his head. “Dad is not feeling well and wants to be alone for a while.”
“Pupil pupil, don’t you go to see dad? Comfort him.”
Leaning over and kissing his son’s face, udia smiled and said, “Well, then mother, go and have a look.”
“Pupil, pupil, you go, go.”
Push open the door.
He is in front of the French window.
There was no light on in the room and it was dark.
She turned on the light and stepped forward.
“My son asked me toe and see you.”
He didn’t speak.
She went around to his front and crouched down. She lifted her face. “Son, let mefort you. Mr. Rowan, do you needfort?”
Rowan’s eyes fell on her face, condensed in her eyes, and hesitated.
udia smiled at Pam and tilted his head. “Why? Does Mr. Rowan really think servants are better than me?”
He looked at her.
This face first appeared in front of his eyes eight years ago.
At that time, NT Hotel.
He never told her how amazing he was when he came out of the bathroom and saw her at the first sight.
The heart now seems to have been rubbed by something.
Later, he realized that that was called heart.
“What’s the matter?”
udia saw that Rowan just looked at herself and did not speak. The expression suddenly made her panic.
She took his hand and put it on her face. She pressed his palm gently and obediently. “Rowan.”
Rowan licked his lower lip and said in a warm voice, “Pupil, let me hold you.”
udia changed into a kneeling posture and hugged him.
He touched her hair and quietly closed his eyes.
“Knock, knock.” There was a knock on the door.
The two men separated and saw the door pushed open.
Their son stood at the door, cute covering his stomach and shyly saying, “Pupil, I am so hungry.”
udiaughed with a “sniff” and the meat dumplings’ face became even redder.
Standing up, she said to Rowan, “It seems that I have to cook, or I will starve my son.”
Rowan also smiled, “Go ahead.”
“Then let your son apany you.” Walking to the door, udia bent over and pinched the tip of the nose of the meat dumplings. “Stay with your father for a while, and your mother will cook soon.”
“Good.” The meat dumplings nodded and ran to his father by the French window.
Sitting cross－legged in front of Rowan, the meat dumplings stared at his legs in a daze.
Rowan saw his son’s sight and his heart hurt. “Meat.”
“Uh－huh.”
“Dad will get better as soon as possible.”
Hearing this, the meat dumplings breathed a sigh of relief and thought that they had not been discovered by his father. “Uh－huh!”
He was worried.
But he never said.
Rowan felt relieved that his son was so sensible.
At night, the meat dumplings sleep on their side.
udia kissed his white forehead. “Good night.”
The meat dumplings mumbled something and took udia’s little finger when she was about to get up and leave.Belongs to ? n0velDrama.Org.
“Dear?”
“Mom, Dad told me today that he would get better as soon as possible.”
“Is it?”
He didn’t even tell her this.
I don’t want to admit it, but it really tastes a little bit.
“So, Mom, you don’t have to worry, Dad will get better soon.”
“Well, thank you, Dear. Mom knows.”
The meat dumplings were slightly shy, loosened his dearest mommy’s fingers and turned over. “Pupil, good night.”
“Good night.” Through the quilt, udia kissed his son on the back.
When the light was turned off, she came out of her side and returned to the master bedroom.
People are not in the bedroom, the bathroom came the sound of water, guess Rowan is ready to take a bath.
udia walked quickly over and made a noise without thinking, “I’ll do it.”
Turning his back to the door, Rowan’s hand holding the shower head froze. “I can do it myself.”
“I’ll help you hurry up.” Rolling up her sleeves, she came in and was about to pick up the nozzle in his hand, but he dodged her.
“Rowan?”
“Me.” He insisted.
On his phoenix eyes, received the inside of the determination.