"Little Rainbow, why don't you eat obediently? Mommy is going to take you to play tomorrow. Let's have dinner now, okay?"

"Play? Play..."

The little girl dumbly repeated the words she spit out of her mouth, frowned for a long time, as if she hadn't reacted at all.

Play?!

Putting her on the stool, Baoqi squatted down and looked straight with the child, made movements patiently, and told her with a smile: "Yes, play, mommy takes Xiaoyudian out to play. So, tell mommy first, why don't you eat today?"

The little girl had no expression on her face. She looked at her for a while but didn't say anything. Suddenly, she climbed down from the stool and walked to the cabinet next to her. Her little hand fumbled inside for a long time, took out a doll with a broken surface and handed it to her in a depressed mood.

When Baoqi saw this thing, he understood it in his heart.

No matter how many toys she bought for this child, she didn't love it, just loved this old doll.

Now, it is obvious that the clothes on the doll were broken for some reason, so it made the little girl sad?

Touching her head with distress, Baoqi comforted her a few more words, and then carried her to the table and chair. After all, the depressed little girl finally wanted to eat.

Baoqi let out a long sigh.

Turning her head, she looked at Chu Fei, who was smiling and flattering and praising her ability, pondered for several seconds, and asked seriously.

“Dr—Where is Johnson’s report?”

With a handsome brow raised, Chu Fei glanced at the little girl, pulled her over to the other side, pushed open the laptop and computer on the desk, and turned on the email that Johnson had sent from M Country not long ago, and sighed unhappily.

"Pity little thing, congenital autism."

"Certain rash?"

Looking at her calmly, Chu Fei curled his lips as if he was talking to a lunatic: "No nonsense? Isn't it just a rash? Otherwise, what would Johnson send me?"

Bao Qi is silent!

Xiao Yudianer, this girl has not had the vitality and spirit of a child since she was a few months old. She is not just not talking, but basically, she doesn’t cry or make a fuss. She didn’t pay attention at first, but later she took her to many hospitals, but there was no diagnosis. Just a week before they were about to return to Kyoto, she found Dr. Johnson, an expert in neurology in M ​​Country, who looked at the little girl. At that time, he did not come to a conclusion.

And now, the email is coming.

After lowering his eyelids and pondering for a few seconds, Baoqi raised his hand again and pointed to his head: "What about intelligence?"

"The intelligence report did not say it, but I had communicated with him and found no problems."

As we all know, children with autism are a special group. Some children have intellectual problems, and a very small number of them have extraordinary intelligence and super developed thinking nerves, but they do not communicate with people in language and emotions. In addition, there is also a part that is, intelligence is like normal people, and they do not communicate with language and emotions.

The atmosphere is solemn.

After a long time, neither of them spoke.

At this time, the little girl who had already eaten her meal suddenly came over, pulled her sleeve, and shouted carefully: "...Mom...Mmm."

My heart hurt again, Baoqi lowered her head slightly and looked at her, hugging her arm softly.

"What's wrong, little raindrops?"

"Go to play..." The little girl was confused, but it was obvious that she realized what "play" meant.

With a little comfort in her heart, Baoqi smiled, stroked her hair happily, and smiled with relief.

"Okay, tomorrow Mommy will take Xiao Yudian to the amusement park to play, ride a carousel, and a jump car."

After serving the little girl to wash up, she was coaxing her to sleep. It was already past 11 o'clock in the evening.

Baoqi took out his cell phone and looked at the time. Thinking that when he was out, he promised that his mother would go back early, he was about to leave. He felt a little reluctant to let go of the little raindrops, and he couldn't help but pick up Chu Fei's thorns from left to right.

However, she also knew that Chu Fei was not a guy who could take care of his children and do housework. While complaining about him, she packed up the little girl's dirty clothes and other things and washed them, and then cooled them on the clothes rods in the yard.

Only after doing all this did she clap her hands comfortably, which was the result.

She turned around and stared at Chu Fei who was circled behind her, and she couldn't help but stretch it out.

"Look, the child is suffering a lot of suffering with you... Xiao Feifei, can you learn how to be a mother?"

Chu Fei looked at her with a smile, "Tell me first, are you particularly excited to meet the old lover?"

"Get out!" Thinking of the first meeting with Leng Xiao, who was not happy at all, Baoqi's calm smile was a little cracked in one night. He stared at him angrily, smashed his fist down, and then took his bag.

"Okay, I'm going back, you take good care of the raindrops."

"Xiao Qiqi, don't go back, right?" Chu Fei felt a little headache when he thought of taking care of this child alone. His handsome face was full of sadness, "Dear Xiao Qiqi, I won't go back. At worst, I'll sleep with you?"

With a light sneer, Baoqi looked him from top to bottom with contempt, then raised his fingers, kicked him over, and asked with a smile: "Sisters, where is your A Shuo?"

When he heard this name, Chu Fei, who was depressed just now, came up with his spirit.

Without even revenge on her kicking and boxing, she started to speak with great excitement: "Hehe, in two hours, his last concert in New York will be over. We will arrive in Kyoto tomorrow, you know... Xiao Qiqi, you come here to take care of the children tomorrow, and I and my A-shuo will go to the world of two."

With a puff, Baoqi raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips and looked at him for a while, and asked in a profound way.

"No, tell me first."

Sorry, Chu Fei pretended to be stupid: "What are you telling you?"

If you will let him go, it’s not Baoqi.

The next second, she twisted his arm with her backhand, and she said coldly with a stern face: "Hurry up, who are you and A Shuo, who are you attacking and who are you?"

"Do you want to know?" Chu Fei pushed her hand away, squinted her eyes and looked at her, then approached her a little maliciously, smiling meaningfully: "Or what if we try, you will know?"

"I'm not serious, I'm not interested in girls, I like pure men."

This guy said everything, just to hide it tightly about this matter.
Chapter completed!