The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

Xia Ling thought that he would pounce on her and hug her.

Tang Ting did not.

He was very restrained and acted like a little adult.

He looked at Xia Ling with some desire, but he did not approach her.

How did such a big child know so much?

Xia Ling did not want to think about it.

"Little Ting, come to mommy to hug you. "

She squatted down and hugged Tang Ting's small body in her arms.

The boy's face was naturally on Xia Ling's shoulder.

Xia Ling could clearly feel that the little boy's body trembled when she hugged him, and he became extremely stiff.

Tang Ting had never been so intimate with his mother before. Suddenly being hugged by Xia Ling, he was at a loss.

"Mommy, does your arm not hurt today? "

He asked Xia Ling in a low voice.

His consciousness wave did not want to be intimate with Tang Ting, so he naturally had all sorts of excuses.

But now, the one holding Tang Ting was Xia ling.

Xia Ling smiled. "It doesn't hurt anymore. Mommy recently went to find a good doctor to treat mommy's illness. "

"Then from now on, Mommy can hold Tang Ting? " Tang Ting raised his head from her arms.

He looked at her.

Xia Ling looked at him. Tang Ting's eyes and brows really overlapped with Tang Jiyao's.

It was just that one was a mature version, and the other was a child version.

Xia Ling looked at him and smiled. "Of course, as long as little Ting needs mommy's comfort, mommy will be there. However, Little Ting is also a little man. When Mommy is tired and scared, Mommy will also hug mommy, right? "

Her answer was not perfunctory.

Tang Ting looked at her seriously. He pulled her arm over and looked at it over and over again.

His little face was serious. "Will Mommy be afraid too? "

Xia Ling knew that he was afraid, so she let him play with her.

"Of course I will be afraid, so little ting will have to protect mommy in the future. "

He carefully touched Xia Ling's hand. Seeing that she was really flexible, Tang Ting let out a sigh of relief.

He finally believed that his mother's arm was really healed. She could hug him or rub his head.

Xia Ling saw that he was almost appeased, so she stood up.

"Little Ting, wait for mommy to change her clothes. I'll take you out to eat something delicious. "

Tang Ting said, "mom, let's eat at home. I didn't have any money before, and I can't work because my arm hurts. "

Xia Ling was speechless

Was she someone who had more than 800,000 yuan in her bank account, but the child did not even dare to eat?

Otherwise, why would her stream of consciousness treat Tang Ting like this?

Hai Hai said, "host, this is all to follow the development of the plot. The stream of consciousness can not change the original plot. We can only take care of Tang Ting according to your and Gu Xijiu's neutral character. "

Xia Ling said, "got it. "

This was all the fault of the plot. Tang Ting had to experience a dark childhood.

Fortunately, it was not too late for Xia Ling to take over. There was still room for redemption between her and Tang Ting's mother-son relationship.

*

It was his first time out with his mother. Tang Ting had his first meal of mcdonald's.

The delicious hamburger was something he had seen many kindergarten children eat before.

Tang Ting ate the hamburger with relish. However, when he saw Xia Ling, he immediately stopped and felt a little ashamed.

He took out the hamburger with his small hand and handed it to Xia Ling.

"Mom, we'll split the hamburger half each. "

The hamburger was so delicious that he had forgotten that his mother had not eaten it. Furthermore, the family did not have any money. After eating this meal, the family would not be able to open the pot for a long time, so they could only eat instant noodles.

Seeing that Tang Ting was so obedient and sensible, Xia ling sat opposite him.

Looking at him, she could not help but feel her heart ache.