At this moment, the door of the ward opened, and Nangong Ao walked in with a bag.

Liang Muqing stood up suddenly, and when she saw that it was him, her eyes shook slightly.

She walked over quickly, "Why are you here?" ”

Nangong Ao gave her the bag in his hand, "When I saw your favorite porridge shop, I remembered that you haven't eaten breakfast yet." ”

Liang Muqing really likes to drink this family's shredded chicken porridge and xiaolongbao. He still remembers, and he bought it and sent it here.

Nangong Ao glanced at the little guy on the hospital bed, "I bought him white porridge, and he can drink it when he wakes up." But your parents aren't there? ”

He also bought their portions, probably too much.

Liang Muqing was not in a high mood and put the bag aside.

"My parents kept him all night, they were old, and I was afraid that they wouldn't be able to stand it, so I let them go back to rest."

After saying that, she looked at the little guy on the hospital bed again, because she was not in good health when she was pregnant with him, so he was not well nourished in his stomach, and he was born very weak and often sick.

Father and son still met, but she couldn't tell him that this was his daddy.

So his eyes darkened a lot, "Thanks, you can go to work." ”

As he spoke, he was about to send him away, and Nangong Ao also turned around and prepared to leave.

"Liang Muqing, where did you go last night?"

The little boy's crunchy voice came from the ward, reproachful.

Liang Muqing stopped and turned her face with a smile.

"I'll send this uncle first, and I'll tell you where I went last night?"

Her son is very strict with her, so she has to report to her son wherever she goes, and she has to ask his permission before she can go. The personality is very similar to someone, but she is willing to eat it.

When Nangong Ao heard Liang Zixing's words, his brows furrowed, and he strode back.

"Little guy, don't talk to your aunt in such a tone, she is my woman, be careful that I beat you."

Liang Zixing had already sat up, with a drip in his hand.

He stared with big eyes at the tall man standing in front of him, of course he knew him, the one who said he was a little kid at the airport that day.

But what does he say? Youngest maternal aunt?

Her big eyes turned to Liang Muqing, Liang Muqing was already in a hurry, if Zixing said that she was Mommy, Nangong Ao would know that this was their son.

Liang Muqing shook her head at Zixing, anyway, he was so smart, he must have understood what she meant.

Liang Zixing shook his head helplessly, it turned out that Mommy really found a boyfriend, and he had to let him call her aunt.

Although he doesn't like this man very much, he doesn't want to embarrass Mommy? After all, with him, she lost a lot of opportunities.

"Hmph, you can't take care of me and my aunt."

He snorted coldly, and then said a word.

Liang Muqing finally breathed a sigh of relief, and walked over to pull up the corner of Nangong Ao's clothes.

"Let's go, he's still sick, don't make him angry."

She was secretly lost in her heart, and the father and son met in this style of painting, which was not warm and touching at all.

Nangong Ao raised his hand and hugged her, "I like this kid a lot, his personality is a bit like me, strong." And you're just a little sheep, bullied by him all day long, right? ”

Liang Muqing grabbed the corner of his clothes and took a few steps forward, wanting to keep a distance from him.

"I like to be bullied by him, can't I?"

She whispered, opened the door to the ward, and pushed him out.

Nangong Ao was ruthlessly thrown out of the door, and he stood there with a hint of loss in his eyes.

Someone took his place, no wonder he didn't listen to him more and more, it turned out that she only listened to the kid now.

------- will be 60 chapters in January, and I will wait for the notice on the specific day, and I will tell you when the time comes, but the author is already desperately saving the manuscript. Good night! ------