Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

Yin Yuerong couldn't help but walk past and sit down, completely ignoring the extra person, cleansed his hands with lemonade, and began eating faceless.

Yin Yueyuang ignored herself, but the house didn't care, and she sat there on her own.

Yin Yuelong was vegetarian, so the table was basically full of vegetarian vegetables, and Joe's mother looked at the little guy with some concern, afraid he wouldn't get used to it.

Sure enough, what she was worried about happened, the little guy didn't clip, didn't eat, just kept staring at Yin Yue Lung, the pink face full of unhappy look.

Mama Qiao coughed softly and tried to soothe her, “Young Master, we have a good taste of vegetarianism here. Try it! ”

A Zhong walked over with a bowl of vegetable soup, Yin Yang said strangely, “Mama Qiao, he is a petite young master who is used to eating these things! ”

Mama Joe frowned, "It's normal for kids to pick food! ”

Mama Qiao said so, but still worried that it would not work. You know, in the past, if the young master dared to pick a meal, it would definitely be a very severe punishment.

Yin Yuerong was annoyed by the two of them. He patted the chopsticks on the table. “Shut up, it's so loud! ”

Mommy Joe and Chung finally shut up.

After Yin Yuerong finished his speech, he looked at the little guy with his face facing the panel. His face was obviously not very pretty.

Neither did Tang Tang, but he still had his little face on his face and his eyes stared at Yin Yuerong without blinking.

Yin Yuerong was about to say something, only to see the little guy suddenly crawl down from the chair and quickly walk towards Yin Yuerong.

Yin Yuerong's eyebrows were slightly blurred and his face looked a little unhappy, not knowing what he wanted to do.

After walking through the hall, he raised his toes, and a "bang” gently affixed his meat-whistling little hand to Yin Yuerong's hot forehead.

The little guy's warm little hand suddenly couldn't even stick it to the ground, Yin Yuerong stood still for a moment.

Not only Yin Yuerong, but Zhong and Joe's mother were also surprised.

Yin Yuerong hates other people's touch the most. This kid's tantrum is really killing him!

Zhongtong shouted and drank, "Outrageous! That's rude! Son of a bitch! What are you doing? ”

Tang Tang pasted Yin Yue rong's forehead for a while, then simply pulled Yin Yue rong's neck, lowered her head a little, and finally decisively put Yin Yue rong's forehead on again...

Then the little guy boarded the cute little face of the milk and said, “Grandma! You have a fever! ”

Yin Yuerong stifled there motionlessly, his hot forehead against the little guy's warm forehead, his nose smelled like sweet milk, and his eyes were filled with blame and worry...

Yin Yuerong understood medicine. She put a pulse on herself and frowned.

It's really sick...

She's so busy, she hasn't noticed.

“Madam, how are you?” Mama Joe finally came back to God and hurried over.

“It's just a fever, don't freak out.” Yin Yuerong said.

The face of the hall was very heavy: “Grandma's forehead is very hot, she has a severe fever. Take your medicine and rest! ”

Mama Qiao took a closer look at Yin Yuerong, but she saw Yin Yuerong's condition unless she was tired more than usual. In fact, it hasn't changed much, so she didn't see Yin Yuerong's illness at all.

I didn't expect the child to be the first to discover it after watching it so carefully.

Turns out he wasn't unhappy because he picked food, but because Grandma was sick...