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"What?" Wen Jun poem a surprise, look at Wen Jingyu, "Dad, really?"

Wen Jingyu looked down at her, "yes."

Sipping the corners of her lips, she seemed a little unhappy.

Wen Jingyu squatted down and hugged her? Why are you unhappy when mom and dad come? Can't bear a small bag? "

"Well."

"But he needs mom and Dad, too."

"Well." Nodding, Wen Junshi hugs Wen Jingyu's neck and looks at the back of the meat ball in the distance.

If he's gone, I don't know when he'll meet again.

"Sir

A cry came from the distance. Wen Jingyu turned around and saw several tall and straight figures coming.

My heart has already estimated.

Approaching, Shang Yinran almost saw the figure beside the drill ground.

It's a bag!

It's her bag!

"Little bag!"

That is very familiar.

Hearing the sound, Xiao Bao turned back and was hugged tightly.

Nose, floating into a fragrance.

The smell made his nose sour.

"Little bag! Little bag! Little bag

Shang Yinran cried for him.

No one can understand that feeling.

She had a sharp pain in her heart.

She didn't know what she could do but call him.

The ecstasy of her recovery made her tremble.

Then, the body fell into the warm and broad arms.

Severe cold embrace mother and son two, big palm falls on the head of Meng baozi, "small bag."

Although Meng baozi hasn't thought of who is holding him, he knows that they must be his closest people.

Because the heart told him to be closer to them.

Do not know how long to hold, severe cold let go of two people, softly called her: "Yin."

Shang Yinran just woke up like a dream and gently released the cute steamed buns. "Little bag, do you want to miss your mother?"

Meng baozi looked at her and said something to make Shang Yinran like an ice cave.

"Are you my mother?"

Not only Shang Yinran, but also severe cold was almost unable to squat down and sit on the ground.

"Little bag? What's wrong with you, little bag? " Shang Yinran touched Meng baozi's cheek in horror, "you, don't you remember mom?"

Meng baozi pursed her lips, and Xiaofeng's eyes drooped, and a drop of tears fell.

He was upset, too.

"I am! I am! I'm your mother! Little bag, I am your mother

"Mr. and Mrs. Yan."

At this time, Wen Jingyu's voice sounded, "that day when we met Xiao Bao, he suddenly rushed out of the road. My driver accidentally bumped into him, causing him to lose his memory."

"Amnesia?" Shang Yinran exclaimed, "do you mean that Xiaobao doesn't remember us, does not remember us?"

"It's just temporary." Wen Jingyu also said, "the doctor said that the transient amnesia will be remembered. I think as long as Xiaobao comes back to you, you can remember it. For example, he remembers that he used to call Xiaobao

In this way, Shang Yinran's heartache was reduced.

Looking at Meng baozi's face, she smiles, "Baobao, I'm mom."

Meng baozi blinks Xiaofeng's eyes, which are the same as severe cold, and looks at the severe cold behind Shang Yinran.

He looks like himself.

After licking her dry lips, Meng baozi took the initiative to hold Shang Yinran's neck and buried her head in her neck socket.

But this action has shown his acceptance.

Shang Yinran shed tears and picked him up.

Severe cold quickly put his arm around her shoulder and whispered, "Yinyin, I'll come."

Now she's pregnant. It's hard to hold a cute bun, but she doesn't want to let go.

Meng baozi raised his head, looked at the severe cold, half loud, and stretched out his short and thick arms.

Severe cold Feng Mou mercilessly stabbed, took him, carefully hugged, appropriate.

"Let's go home first." Wen Jingyu said.

Severe cold nodded and patted Meng baozi on the back.

Meng baozi pillows on his shoulder and closes his eyes.

This feeling is very reassuring.

The car returned to the training area courtyard, with Wen Jingyu's leadership, severe Han and Bai Juzhen, their cars can also drive in.

After entering the house, Wen Jingyu and Mrs. Wen asked them to sit down. The kitchen aunt made tea.

Several people take their seats, and the picture is harmonious with Shang Yinran, who is leaning against Meng baozi.

Wen Jingyu took a sip of the cup and said, "is Mr. Yan going to take the bag now?"

As he said, Meng baozi's subconscious body was stiff.

Shang Yinran frowned and looked at the severe cold.

Severe cold received her sight, deep voice said: "not for the time being."Fu Mingrui frowned and said, "Li Han, what do you mean?"

Severe cold said: "now small bag has not recovered memory, lack of security, so rashly take him away, it is not good for him."

Hearing this, Wen Jingyu nodded with approval, "to be honest, Mr. Yan, I mean the same thing. Xiaobao is your child and should not have prevented you from taking him away.

It's just that Xiaobao has lived here for a period of time, and when he loses his memory, he is more familiar with it. "

Severe cold nodded, "we will stay here for a period of time, waiting for Xiaobao to get familiar with us again, and take him back when he has a complete sense of trust and familiarity with us."

Shang Yinran hugs Meng baozi in silence and kisses his hair gently.

Being able to say such words also proves from some aspects that Xiao Bao's parents are sensible and really love him.

Wen Jingyu put down his teacup and said, "I know a doctor, and Xiaobao knows him. You can ask him to continue to treat Xiaobao and help him recover his memory. It's a transient amnesia. If you're here, you'll get twice the result with half the effort. "

"OK." Severe cold should nod.

After dinner at Wen's house, a question came before them.

Severe cold, they naturally want to return to the hotel, so what about cute steamed buns?