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Song Yan couldn't care less about the expression of the butler behind her at the moment. The moment she rushed in the door, all her mind and attention were attracted by the little ball on the small bed, and she couldn't help but blurted out an exclamation .

"Chengcheng?!"

I saw the little guy who was still full of energy and had a pink face when he left in the morning, but now he looked sick, his body was tightly huddled under the blanket, almost rolled into a ball, trembling slightly.

His little face was a little pale, but there was a weird flush on his cheeks, and there were tears in his wide-open eyes, which were watery, and there were tear stains at the corners of his eyes, like a little milky-faced crying The cat, with a pitiful appearance, squeezed its small mouth tightly, shrank in the corner by the bed, and confronted the man stubbornly.

Lu Yan stood expressionlessly in front of the bed, with a straight body, condescending, exuding a cold aura all over his body, his brows were slightly furrowed, and with a bit of anger that had not dissipated, he looked at Xiaotuanzi.

Not far from the bedside.

The family doctor in a white coat stood awkwardly with several maids, not daring to vent his breath.

The atmosphere in the room was indescribably cold and solemn.

Seeing more and more tears accumulated in Xiaotuanzi's eyes, and his small body trembling more violently, the dark clouds gathered between the man's brows and eyes showed no signs of dissipating.

Just when the family doctor and the maid trembled and felt that the father and son were about to fall apart in a second, there was suddenly the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and the sound of stepping on the solid wood floor.

The footsteps were messy and hurried, and it was impossible to tell who it was.

But Xiaotuanzi, who was huddled in the corner of the bed, was stunned for a second, and his big eyes suddenly looked at the door, as if he heard whose footsteps it was, and a look of eager anticipation suddenly appeared on his flushed little face , faintly mixed with a little grievance.

As the footsteps approached, the little guy even voluntarily got out of the blanket, staring at the door helplessly...

Lu Yan's Shen Meifeng moved slightly, and as soon as he turned his head, he happened to see Song Yan who hurried in through the door.

Her face is still wearing rich and delicate makeup, her eyebrows and eyes are as gorgeous as flowers, bright and unstoppable, the tails of her long eyes are raised up, and there is a little petal-like crimson in the corners of her eyes, which is antique, but it is different from her own. Temperament blended together just right, people can't help but think of the Goddess in the Dunhuang murals, the beauty is shocking.

But at the moment, the expression on her face is not as relaxed as that of the goddess, but full of anxiety. On the smooth forehead and the tip of the nose, there are tiny beads of sweat. When she opened the door and walked in, The afterglow outside the window shone on her face, her black eyes were full of light, and even those little beads of sweat were shining like gems...

Lu Yan turned his head and saw her like this, and for some reason, a sentence that he had heard somewhere was inappropriate in his mind...

A real beauty is beautiful from skin to bone, and even a tiny strand of hair has the charm that can amaze you.

Song Yan is undoubtedly such a beauty.

Just this moment.

Her attention was not on Lu Yanchen at all, she glanced at the bed hastily, showing distressed expression unabashedly.

"Mummy!"

Xiaotuanzi's reaction was even more intense than hers. When his mouth was flattened, a pitiful expression appeared on his face. He hurriedly pushed away the blanket on his body, rolled to the edge of the bed, and opened his short hands without hesitation. The ground rushed towards Song Yan.

I'm not afraid that Song Yan might fall to the ground if it's too late to catch him...

Maybe it was too much trust in Song Yan, or maybe it was too late to think about it.

"Be careful—!" Song Yan was almost taken aback by him, she didn't care to think too much, she ran two steps in a hurry, stretched out her hand, just in time to catch the little dumpling that was about to fall to the ground.

The limp and warm body fell into her arms, and Song Yan hugged her tightly subconsciously, feeling her heart beating straight, and the lingering shock still persisted...

But Xiaotuanzi didn't care about that much at all. As soon as he threw himself into Mummy Xiangxiang's soft arms, he wished he could shrink in. His little head went straight into Song Yan's arms, and his little hands were even wider. He hugged Mommy tightly, lest she would disappear.

"Chengcheng, it's too dangerous for you to do this..."

Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and just wanted to teach Xiaotuanzi a few words so that he would not do such dangerous things in the future.What if she didn't react fast enough to catch him and fell to the ground?
How fragile a child's body is, even if there is a rug to cushion it, it is not a joke to drop it. What if it accidentally falls?
Song Yan felt scared after thinking about it, and the center of her brows twitched uncontrollably.

But before she could finish her words, when she felt the little guy cuddled tightly into her arms, the sound was automatically silenced.

The little guy didn't make a sound, just buried his head in her arms desperately, his little face pressed against her chest, and his little hands hugged her waist tightly, wishing that the whole body would melt into her body, like a koala again Usually, all the little hands and feet are used, clinging to her tightly.

Through the clothes on her body, Song Yan could feel the hot and slightly scalding temperature on his face and forehead, a little bit of wetness, the eyelashes at the corners of the little guy's eyes soaked into her clothes, and there was a faint coolness.

Those were the little guy's tears, wetting her clothes drop by drop, silent and aggrieved.

"..." The corner of Song Yan's mouth twitched, she swallowed the words she hadn't finished speaking before, and she couldn't say anything.

She looked down and buried her head in her arms, only to see a little guy with swirling black hair. She felt helpless in her heart. After sighing softly, she reached out to caress his little back, and while stroking, she said softly Comfortingly said: "Baby Chengcheng, what's the matter? Don't cry, don't cry, are you feeling unwell?"

Xiaotuanzi lay in her arms, silently, first nodded slightly, then shook his head again.

Song Yan was a little confused by him, she couldn't help but raised her head, and looked at Lu Yanchen, the father of Tuanzi, with a questioning look in her eyes.

Lu Yanchen also looked at her, the brows that were originally slightly furrowed had unfurled at some point, his eyes were unusually deep, dark and bottomless, making it unclear what he was thinking in his heart at this moment...

Only her calm gaze quietly fell on Song Yan...

Receiving Song Yan's questioning look, he withdrew his thoughts, glanced at his son who was huddled in her arms and refused to get up, and said indifferently: "Don't pay attention to him, he has nothing serious, he's just acting like a baby to you on purpose."