Albinism is born with it, and I don’t know if it can be cured. Even if it cannot be cured, it will at least allow Xiaobao to return to normal.
He used to have a classmate who was albinism, but he could live under the sun. Except for his whiter complexion, it seemed that there was no difference between him and a normal person.
It is estimated that Xiaobao is afraid of the sun. On the one hand, it is because of his deep condition, and on the other hand, it is because he was caused by the cold poison. Also, Lin Yuchen and Luo Qingxue are too worried and afraid that they will not be in the sun.
Adapt to it, because he kept him at home for a long time.
Sometimes, this so-called "phobia" is caused by psychological effects over physiological reasons.
He must overcome Xiaobao's disease so that he can embrace the sunshine and the earth!
"Okay, what story does Xiaobao want to hear?"
"Well, that's it." Xiaobao frowned and thought for a long time before he pointed to the page: "Just this, Cinderella!"
"Yeah." Leng Yunting nodded. He was sitting beside the bed, while Xiaobao was lying on the bed, with his little arms resting on the soft pillow, supporting his little face, lifting his little feet, kicking his quilt
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"Xiaobao must sleep well, otherwise I won't tell stories."
"Okay." Xiaobao frowned and finally lay down obediently. Leng Yunting covered him with a quilt, then turned on the pages and spoke in his low, magnetic male voice: "A long time ago, long time ago."
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The story is not yet halfway, Xiaobao is already asleep. Leng Yunting put down the fairy tale, looked at him with his eyes closed, and slept peacefully. This little face looks very similar to him no matter how you look at it, but in the subtleties,
But he has the delicateness and gentleness of Luo Qingxue, but he is also blonde. It is conceivable that if Xiaobao grew up, his fiercely handsome face would have fascinated many women!
Listening to Xiaobao's steady breathing, Leng Yunting bent down and gently kissed him on the corner of his forehead.
Xiaobao seemed to notice something, frowned, muttered a few words, and finally fell asleep again.
At this moment, Luo Qingxue came out of the bathroom and saw this scene as soon as she came out. Leng Yunting and Xiaobao were intimate. She saw the masculine Leng Yunting and the cute Xiaobao, with the dizzy light,
It was so fascinating to shine from behind them, outlining his angular facial contours and Xiaobao's cute little face.
Perhaps, when a man is most masculine, it is the moment when he truly loves his wife and children.
She stood there, and Leng Yunting saw her coming out, but just stretched out her slender index finger and stood on her lips, meaning that she would not make a sound, and Xiaobao was already asleep.
Luo Qingxue nodded, Leng Yunting turned off the desk lamp, walked towards her slowly and gently, and hugged her silently.
She was hugged by him and rose up in the air. She looked back at Xiaobao. He was sleeping very well and gently made a light snoring sound from a child, as if he was having some beautiful dream.
Just before he was studying in the room with Xiaobao, Leng Yunting had already taken a shower. He carried her to the next door and closed the door.
When Leng Yunting leaned over, the sharp stinging moment seemed to burn Luo Qingxue's nerves. She suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed Leng Yunting's broad shoulders tightly: "Leng Yunting-
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Leng Yunting slowly moved his face, he was above and she was below.