Chapter 4389
In this smile, Yunshi sees youyou and gongfan vaguely, and goes back to the past.
Yun Shishi covers his mouth and cries with joy!
"Wuwuwu......"
She let out a muffled sob.
You you saw her like this, but helplessly supported her forehead.
"Mommy, what are you crying for? I'm fine... "
Even though he said so, his eyes were completely red.
His lips trembled, too, as if trying to suppress something.
Youyou tries to show his smile, but he seems to be crying.
Yunshishi can't help it any more. He pounced on the bed and hugged him tightly!
"You you, Mommy miss you so much! Mommy really miss you... "
She thought she would never see Gong fan again.
I didn't expect
For a while, there were too many feelings.
You you also hugged her and gently touched the back of her head. Even though he was still a teenager, he was mature and incomparable.
"Okay, stop crying, huh? I'm sorry to worry you, Mommy. "
Youyou patted his face gently, and then, holding her face gently, looked at the tears on her face, like a stream, and was very sad.
He lowered his eyelashes, drew close to her, and gently pecked away the tears from her face.
The intimacy between mother and son is natural.
The fetter between her and youyou cannot be surpassed by anyone.
It has nothing to do with eccentricity.
In her most difficult time, she and youYou are each other's strongest backing and dependence.
This kind of fetter, even palace Jie also can't match.
Others arrived one after another.
Muyazhe and xiaoyichen arrived first, and Gong Jie and Huajin followed closely.
Small Yi Chen sees this scene, looks at the picture of cloud poem and you you tightly embracing together, in the heart was touched mercilessly!
It's not envy, it's not envy, it's a kind of inexplicable sadness.
If you really want to say envy, maybe it's also the fetter of envy.
Small Yi Chen also is affected by their mood, red eyes, tightly grasped mu Yazhe's hand.
Muyazhe perceives the change of his mood, bows his head, looks at him, but sees him staring at the direction of yunshishi and xiaoyichen. The man smiles, puts his arms around xiaoyichen's shoulder, and taps him gently, "don't you hug mommy and his brother?"
His reminders are like encouragement.
Originally, xiaoyichen was ashamed of his doubts about youyou and gongfan.
Now, he looked, both moved, but dare not go forward, afraid of being rejected by youyou.
Where does muyazhe not know what he is thinking.
When he was in the hospital, Xiaoyi Chen thought that it was gong fan's stabbed mummy. He was so excited that he even said a lot of excessive words.
He was chagrined.
He should not question his younger brother and his younger brother. Therefore, because of this incident, he felt regret and did not dare to step out of that step.
Encouraged by moyazhe, he finally summoned up his courage, clenched his fists and walked to youYou's bed.
"You you..."
He whispered his name.
You you hear his voice, turn around, see is small Yi Chen, can not help but hook lips a smile.
"Brother..."
A soft "elder brother" made little Yi Chen feel like a knife.
His eyes were even more red, biting his mouth and twisting his head, and he didn't want you to see his red eyes.
Yun Shishi covers his mouth and cries with joy!
"Wuwuwu......"
She let out a muffled sob.
You you saw her like this, but helplessly supported her forehead.
"Mommy, what are you crying for? I'm fine... "
Even though he said so, his eyes were completely red.
His lips trembled, too, as if trying to suppress something.
Youyou tries to show his smile, but he seems to be crying.
Yunshishi can't help it any more. He pounced on the bed and hugged him tightly!
"You you, Mommy miss you so much! Mommy really miss you... "
She thought she would never see Gong fan again.
I didn't expect
For a while, there were too many feelings.
You you also hugged her and gently touched the back of her head. Even though he was still a teenager, he was mature and incomparable.
"Okay, stop crying, huh? I'm sorry to worry you, Mommy. "
Youyou patted his face gently, and then, holding her face gently, looked at the tears on her face, like a stream, and was very sad.
He lowered his eyelashes, drew close to her, and gently pecked away the tears from her face.
The intimacy between mother and son is natural.
The fetter between her and youyou cannot be surpassed by anyone.
It has nothing to do with eccentricity.
In her most difficult time, she and youYou are each other's strongest backing and dependence.
This kind of fetter, even palace Jie also can't match.
Others arrived one after another.
Muyazhe and xiaoyichen arrived first, and Gong Jie and Huajin followed closely.
Small Yi Chen sees this scene, looks at the picture of cloud poem and you you tightly embracing together, in the heart was touched mercilessly!
It's not envy, it's not envy, it's a kind of inexplicable sadness.
If you really want to say envy, maybe it's also the fetter of envy.
Small Yi Chen also is affected by their mood, red eyes, tightly grasped mu Yazhe's hand.
Muyazhe perceives the change of his mood, bows his head, looks at him, but sees him staring at the direction of yunshishi and xiaoyichen. The man smiles, puts his arms around xiaoyichen's shoulder, and taps him gently, "don't you hug mommy and his brother?"
His reminders are like encouragement.
Originally, xiaoyichen was ashamed of his doubts about youyou and gongfan.
Now, he looked, both moved, but dare not go forward, afraid of being rejected by youyou.
Where does muyazhe not know what he is thinking.
When he was in the hospital, Xiaoyi Chen thought that it was gong fan's stabbed mummy. He was so excited that he even said a lot of excessive words.
He was chagrined.
He should not question his younger brother and his younger brother. Therefore, because of this incident, he felt regret and did not dare to step out of that step.
Encouraged by moyazhe, he finally summoned up his courage, clenched his fists and walked to youYou's bed.
"You you..."
He whispered his name.
You you hear his voice, turn around, see is small Yi Chen, can not help but hook lips a smile.
"Brother..."
A soft "elder brother" made little Yi Chen feel like a knife.
His eyes were even more red, biting his mouth and twisting his head, and he didn't want you to see his red eyes.