"I always keep you in mind, okay? Otherwise I would break up with Yu Hanxin and come to you?" Lan Feiyang asked helplessly.
"...Don't mention Yu Hanxin in front of me in the future!" Song Jiajia emphasized loudly, then rushed forward and hugged his neck coquettishly, "We already have children, how dare you think about her?"
"..." Lan Feiyang was speechless. Is this the legendary "arrogance based on favor"?
"Ah..." Song Jiajia suddenly felt a cramp in her abdomen and couldn't help but scream.
"What's wrong? What's wrong with you?" Lan Feiyang quickly helped her and asked.
"My stomach hurts." Song Jiajia said with a painful frown.
"Oops! Then quickly get dressed and go to the hospital." Lan Feiyang said in a panic.
When Lan Feiyang opened the door, Tingfeng in the form of Yang Lan appeared outside the door in time and was very cooperative - he had no choice but to do it in time, as it was originally controlled by Lan Feiyang's distraction.
"Cousin, you came just in time to take us to the hospital." Lan Feiyang said hurriedly.
"What's going on?" Yang Lan asked deliberately.
"Song Jiajia suddenly feels unwell." Lan Feiyang helped Song Jiajia out. Song Jiajia's face was already wrinkled up in pain.
"What's wrong with you?" Yang Lang was about to ask, but a cute Shou Tao head poked out from behind him.
"Teacher, senior brother!" Lan Feiyang looked at the young boy Laoxue who walked out from behind Yang Lan in surprise.
"Wait, wait, why are you panicking?" Laoxue, a young boy, waved his little hand, stepped forward and took Song Jiajia's other hand, "Go back to the room first, it will be worse if you move around like this."
"Go back?" Lan Feiyang thought he heard wrongly.
"Yes, go back." The child quickly used his skills to inject a ray of essence into Song Jiajia's body through her hands, and quickly transferred it from her shoulders to her abdominal cavity to protect Song Jiajia's uterus.
Song Jiajia suddenly felt a warm air flow entering her abdominal cavity, dispelling the pain, and softly hovering in her lower abdomen.
After returning to the room, Song Jiajia immediately leaned on the bed weakly.
"How are you?" Lan Feiyang pulled up a corner of the quilt and put it on her body and asked with concern.
"Much better." Song Jiajia looked at the young child Laoxue aside with blank eyes, "Isn't this child the fatherless and motherless orphan we met at the Shanghai World Expo? You actually brought him back to Bohai later.
Already?"
Lan Feiyang looked at the young boy Laoxue and was about to tell her that this child was actually his senior brother. But the young boy Laoxue answered innocently: "Yes, you still remember me, I will follow you now."
There are two of them. But I usually attend classes at a full-day care school, and I only came out to play today on Saturday."
"Really? I never heard Lan Feiyang mention it?" Song Jiajia looked at Lan Feiyang in confusion.
"Oh, I'm usually here with Yang Lan. Lan Feiyang spends all day reading and practicing martial arts, so how can he have time to take care of me?" Lao Xue, a young boy, pouted his lips pretending to be dissatisfied. Lan Feiyang, who couldn't say anything at all, was stunned.
It's a little embarrassing.
He scratched his hair and coughed deliberately: "I said, cousin, you go have lunch first. Let Song Jiajia lie down and rest for a while."
"Oh, yes, let her rest for a while." The young boy Laoxue nodded quickly, "The three of us are going to eat first."
"The three of us?" Lan Feiyang pointed at himself in surprise, "I'm not going? You two go first, and I will accompany Song Jiajia later."
Of course Song Jiajia also hoped that Lan Feiyang would stay with her, so she looked at him and nodded with a smile.
The young boy Laoxue sighed when he saw this, picked up Tingfeng and left. He thought to himself: It's better to repair Tingfeng first. Because Tingfeng spent the first few days pretending to be Lan Feiyang, so the ancient ring was temporarily hung around his neck.
.
The young boy Laoxue put Tingfeng into the space ring at the door of the room, and then walked out alone. When there was no one around, he immediately turned into a flower-legged mosquito and flew back to room 8815, and then waved out a wisp of essence.
He quietly closed the ajar door.
Turn around and enter the bathroom, release Tingfeng from the space ring, take off the ancient ring and place it on the sink, then take Tingfeng into the fifth space of the ring.
The reason for this trouble is that the ancient ring cannot be left in another room for too long. Lan Feiyang needs to use it to practice at any time.
"Master, what are you busy with these days?" As soon as he entered the ring space, Lan Feiyang couldn't help but ask.
"Busy about things I'm interested in." The young boy said vaguely, "By the way, don't touch Song Jiajia these days, and don't go to the hospital."
"What?" Lan Feiyang asked puzzledly.
"Her stomach pain just now was a sign of miscarriage, didn't you know?" Lan Feiyang shook his head in shock, and then said: "If it's aborted, just keep it. We're going to remove it anyway."
"Oh, that would hurt the body!" Lao Xue, a young boy, rolled his eyes at him angrily, "With one bad move, Song Jiajia might not have any more children in the future."
"Ah... no way? So serious?"
"Hey, you don't have to worry about this. I'll take care of it for you." The young boy Laoxue suddenly took care of everything, "In a few days, if Song Jiajia suddenly checks that she has no child again, just tell her,
Maybe she made a mistake at the time, or bought a fake."
"Then how do you deal with it?" Lan Feiyang was both curious and puzzled.
"I have my own method, and I can remove it without even realizing it. But it will take two days. I will help you repair and optimize your listening function in these two days." The young boy, Laoxue, pretended to be serious.
In fact, he was not ready, otherwise he could help Song Jiajia remove the small lump of stuff first, and then repair Tingfeng.
"Okay, exit your consciousness from Tingfeng's brain. I'm going to enter the tenth space of the circle to repair Tingfeng."
"Yes." Lan Feiyang's consciousness quickly exited Tingfeng's mind, and he practiced on the spot.
Song Jiajia was leaning on the bed, holding Lan Feiyang's hand and talking tenderly for more than half an hour. When she felt she was fine and hungry again, she got up and dressed up again, and then went out with Lan Feiyang.
Have a meal.
"Where are your cousin Yang Lan and that little boy eating? Should we go there together?" Song Jiajia took Lan Feiyang's left hand and asked with a smile on her face.
"No? They may have almost finished eating." Lan Feiyang said tactfully, "Besides, my cousin may not be willing to be our big light bulb."
"Your cousin is in pretty good condition, why don't you find a girlfriend?"
"Hey, it also depends on fate. It doesn't mean you can find it if you look for it." The two of them walked and chatted, "Don't try to introduce Liu Yan to him. Seeing how beautiful you are, he will
Are you willing to find someone a little bit worse?"
"Oh." Song Jiajia nodded understandingly, "Then why you don't look for Liu Yan, is it because she is not as beautiful as me?"