I Am the Mother of a Prodigy

It's raining hurriedly. The car hadn't stopped in front of the door, so An Xiang anxiously got out of the car and rushed into the rain curtain, and went straight to the community building.

When the elevator door opened, An Zimo, who was curled up in the corner, came into view.

He was very embarrassed, his face was black and gray, his clothes were crumpled, and the weeds stuck to his cuffs had not had time to pull off. An Zimo was very sleepy, with his arms around his knees, sleeping with his arms on his pillow, like a lonely little wolf pup, with misery and pity written all over his body.

An wanted to adjust his breathing and approached him cautiously. Despite deliberately letting go, the slight movement awakened him.

An Zimo rubbed his eyes, raised his head to meet her gaze, then got up and said sternly, "I didn't run away from home this time. I was plotting to traffic."

He was serious, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

I want to see my son's white and tender skin scratched open, and I don't know if it hurts or not.

But she was very distressed, and her cold palm slowly and tenderly covered the small face, her eyelashes quivered, and big tears fell down. At first it was just weeping, and then it turned into crying.

An Zimo was again inexplicably crying by her, frowning and said: "It's useless to cry, I won't coax you."

An wanted to squat down and pulled her son into her arms. The tears she cried and the rain all over her body stuck to An Zimo's body. An Zimo, who was a little hygienic, immediately felt uncomfortable, and she winked at Pei Yizhou who was following with indescribable words.

The man just watched, and didn't mean to come over and disturb.

An Zimo twitched the corner of his mouth, resignedly making An want to hold her and cry.

After a long time she stopped, and said with red eyes, "Where is the kind person who sent you back?"

"gone back."

"gone back?"

"Yeah. They sent me up and went back, and they said they were not good at facing other people's gratitude, so you don't have to worry about it, and deliberately go to her." An Zimo conveyed the other party's words without emotion, and successfully alleviated it in a serious manner. An Xiang's sad emotions.

She probably can also understand the mood of that kind passerby. Most people in this world do good things smoothly, not for gratitude or other reasons. Maybe this is kindness, which exists in daily life, and it's a matter of gestures.

Ann wanted to pat his head and decided not to call, so as not to disturb the life of the other person without feelings.

She took out the phone and opened the private chat interface with the kindhearted person: "Come on, say thank you to my sister."

An Zimo wrinkled his nose, his entire small face twisted together, his expression full of reluctance.

"Without them, you might really be abducted, or fell down the mountain and be eaten by wolves."

"...I won't be so exaggerated."

"It's so exaggerated." An Xiang stared at those eyes, "Mo Mo, you are lucky when you meet a kind person. If you encounter misfortune, you don't even have the chance to ask for help, so you have to be thankful for this kindness. , Because they saved you from misfortune, understand?"

An Zimo glanced at An Xiang, especially wanting to tell An Xiang that he can meet a good-hearted person because he has super powers and can read the mind, and bad people will not get in the car with her.

Although a little reluctant, An Zimo took the phone, lit the microphone and said thank you.

[Doesn't change the name for not thin ten jin: Hey, did the little baby see his mother? In the future, you can't walk so far indiscriminately. ]

She responded quickly, seemingly keeping her private messages all the time.

Ann wanted to type and say: [Thank you so much today, Momo thanks to you to come back. ]

[Not thin ten catties without changing the name: It's okay, it's okay, we just got off the high speed, and the kid was so pretty and noticed it all at once. It’s fine if he’s okay. I just found out that you still draw comics. I hope your work will explode! ]

Ann wanted to look at the screen and felt healed instantly.

She installed her phone, and leaned over to tweeted on An Zimo's face when he was not paying attention.

An Zimo's face changed, she backed away at a loss, and angrily accused her: "Don't kiss me indiscriminately! Keep a distance between men and women. You can't do this because I am young. Adults have many diseases on their lips. The immune system is not strong yet, what should I do about infection? You are really ignorant, and I have to teach you these things."

The greater his reaction, the deeper the smile on An Xiang's face.

An Zimo was even more upset until he heard the voice from behind——

[envy. ]

[I want to be kissed too. ]

An Zimo stared at Pei Yizhou fiercely.

——Sexy!

——You want to eat it!

"I'm hungry."

Hearing what her son said, An wanted to hurriedly retrieve the keys from her bag, but she was still a little scared, and her hands kept shaking, and she didn't find the keys for a long time.

An Zimo couldn't see it, and went over to open the bag, then he took out the key to open the door.

"Is Mo Mo hurt?"

After entering the door, An Xiang looked back and forth at him uneasy.

He didn't seem to be guilty, except that it was a little dirty, and he saw no wounds anywhere else.

Ann wants to rush to get a change of clothes and let him go back to the house to take a shower, and then go to the kitchen to cook for his son.

"Let me do it."

While he was busy, a pair of arms crossed over to take the kitchen knife in An Xiang's hand.

An Xiang calmly looked at Qing Jun's face, who was close at hand, startled, and hurriedly stopped his movements, "You have no sense of taste, how can you cook..."

"It's okay, I'll read the recipe."

"It's better for me." An wanted to sniffle, maybe because of the rain and cold, her throat was a little itchy, she turned her back and coughed twice, "You, you also go and wash, use the bathroom in my room."

"No." Pei Yizhou is very strong, "You go change your clothes and take a bath, don't catch a cold. Tell me which box the seasoning is in."

The man looked stubborn and he was bound to cook this meal.

An Xiang was very helpless. He had no sense of taste or smell. He relied on others to serve him. It was a ghost if he could make it today, but he couldn't help him. In the end, he compromised, "Then you stir up the vegetables, and the seasoning waits for me to put it in the end. "

"Well, I understand."

Pei Yizhou downloaded an app called "Lazy Cooking" and clicked on the tutorial to start learning.

"Then I'll help you put on the apron." An wanted to take out the floral apron she was wearing, put her hands around the man's back, and slowly tightened the laces. The man's waist was lean, and the breath coming on her face made her head dizzy by three points.

The sudden intimacy caused Pei Yizhou to lower his eyelashes, and a secret joy was born in his heart.

"Sorry."

"Ok?"

"About my parents, they embarrass you."

An did not expect that Pei Yizhou would apologize to her, froze for a while, and nodded to accept the apology.

"It will never happen again in the future, I promise."

"Yeah, good." An wanted to exit the kitchen, after thinking about it, and then turning around, "Pei Yizhou, thank you for coming back specially." She slowly closed her eyes, turned around and went to the bedroom to clean herself briefly. When she came out of the inside, An Zimo was already tidy. He put on his own little pajamas, and his undried hair was fluffy on the top of his head, and the white face was even more delicate and lovely.

Ann wanted to know that it took a lot of effort for her son to run out, and probably did not miss any dangerous moves. She didn't want to learn from this. After all, everything he did was to return to her side. Compared with the attitude of the previous son, the current An Zimo was enough to make her feel relieved.

When he has a sense of belonging to this family, it means that he is not an unsentimental person according to the doctor.

"That girly old man told me that you sent me over, and that you don't want me."

Both An Xiang and Pei Yizhou in the kitchen were taken aback, especially Pei Yizhou, the anger that had just calmed down again soaring up.

"But I don't believe it." An Zimo was a little proud of this, and more of a mockery of Pei Jinglin's IQ. "That kind of thing is almost the same to fool a three-year-old."

Ann wanted to hold back a smile: "But aren't you just a three-year-old child?"

An Zimo whitened and thought about it, "Thank you for being more precise, I am three years and seven months old this year." In addition to my previous life, I am also an adult after rounding up, and I will reach the national legal drinking age in one year.

"Why are you telling me this specifically?" An Xiang was a little surprised. According to his son's personality, he would not be particularly like her to explain such things.

"I just feel that that **** will come back in the future. I don't want you to think that I was fooled by that kind of words. That's an insult to my IQ, so it's better to make it clear." An Zimo rubbed it. With an empty stomach, "Is the meal okay? I'm hungry."

"Your Uncle Pei is cooking?" As he said, An wanted to point behind him.

An Zimo turned his head to look at Pei Yizhou wearing an apron, his expression suddenly hard to say, "Who gave you the confidence to let you into that kitchen?"

Does this person have self-awareness? Does he really have no ABC numbers?

Facing his son's dissatisfied expression, Pei Yizhou's gaze fell on An Xiang intentionally or unintentionally.

She knew this would be the result, and said without guilty, "I gave it."

An Zimo: "..."

"It's okay, let's try it. After all, it's Uncle Pei's first cooking." An Xiang took his son to the table. If you look carefully at the food, it's still good. There is nothing wrong with the meat except for the fried meat, but I don't know how it tastes.

Pei Yizhou served three bowls of rice and handed them the chopsticks separately, with a very confident tone: "Don't worry, I followed the tutorial."

That's how it is said, but...

An wanted to take the chopsticks and tentatively put a piece of green pepper into her mouth to chew.

Good and salty! ! !

She tightened the fingers of her chopsticks, her expression embarrassed, and the green pepper in her mouth was neither swallowed nor swallowed.

"It's so difficult..."

Before An Zimo could finish speaking, An Xiang blocked his mouth with rice.

What is Pei Yizhou's status and status? It must be the first time in his life to cook today. In addition, the taste failure is already very pitiful, and he can't live up to this painstaking effort.

"Is it delicious?" Pei Yizhou tasted his work slowly. Although it didn't taste much, he nodded in satisfaction, "Well, it's cooked."

An Zimo: "...?????"

What do you want to eat raw?

Give the gorilla a fire, and the cooked rice is better than you?

He buried his head and slammed the rice with a gloomy look. He didn't move a bite of the food and didn't dare to eat it for fear of being poisoned to death.

As a result, in the early hours of the morning, An Zimo felt that he was really a bit food poisoned.

Isn't Pei Yizhou really jealous that An wants to kiss him, so just poison him? ? ?